Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 713 The Conspiracy Continues
Leng Muyun smiled and said: "Now that you are clear about these relationships, it will be more convenient for me to talk about it. Although my master taught me martial arts, he has never learned Ananda's swordsmanship himself. Therefore, Ananda's swordsmanship relies entirely on I learned it by myself. Of course, without the solid foundation laid by Master and Uncle Zhong, I would never have thought about it in my life. The Ananda sword belongs to the Shaolin Temple in the eyes of outsiders. I have thought about it that way, and Once I asked Master who gave him the Ananda Sword and why he didn’t return it to the Shaolin Temple. The Master listened to my words and didn’t tell me how he got the Ananda Sword. He only said that he had gone to the Shaolin Temple Master Wukong, as for what they said between them, I don’t know, I only know that Master Wukong did not accept the Ananda Sword, and said something that touched my master deeply. After many years, the master still remembers that In a word, Master Wukong said, "Although the Ananda sword is named as one of the Seven Uniques of Shaolin, there is no one in the Shaolin Temple who can inherit it. Instead of staying in the temple, it is better to give it to someone with a predestined relationship.""

Hearing this, Fang Jianming's heart was shocked, and he thought to himself: "Yes, what the patriarch said is really true."

Seeing the strange expression on his face, Leng Muyun asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Jianming came back to his senses and said, "Nothing, nothing."

Leng Muyun said: "People from your Shaolin Temple once came to me and asked me to tell the whereabouts of a man named Master Kong. Not only have I never met Master Kong, I have never even heard of him. Fortunately, no one was harmed. Later, Master knew that he was hiding something from me, so he told me some truths. The previous master of Anandajian was Master Liaokong, who was an eminent monk of the same era as Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenzhen. Years ago, this person defeated a villain in martial arts, and on the way back to the temple, he and his accompanying monks disappeared from the martial arts world."

Fang Jianming said: "I've heard about this too."

Leng Muyun was a little surprised in his heart, but didn't show it on his face, and said: "Since you know me, I will make a long story short. When my master was young, he met this eminent monk who had been missing for many years. Before he died, the old man gave the Ananda sword and the sword manual to him. I gave it to my master, and why this old man disappeared has become an unsolved mystery."

After Fang Jianming heard this, he knew that Fang Baiyu hadn't told him his own background.

Leng Muyun continued: "Hundreds of years ago, the Ananda sword came from the hands of my Leng family, and hundreds of years later, it returned to my Leng family. This is probably called fate. The biggest reason why Nan Jian was returned to Shaolin Temple. Master knew that Lord Yu is the pillar of the country, and asked me to go down the mountain to protect him, so as not to be plotted against by villains, and warned me not to talk about personal affairs with children within ten years. I didn’t understand Master’s words at the time. Work hard, until I heard about Liu Shengyijian coming to the Central Plains, I didn't realize that if I didn't have these ten years of hard work, I would never want to reach the highest level of kendo in my life. Why can't you let it go?"

Zhong Jinling smiled wryly: "Brother Tao heard that you died, and he is still very sad."

Leng Muyun said: "I hope he doesn't blame me. The fact that I and Liu Sheng died together with a sword will soon spread throughout the martial arts world. If a person dies, he will save a lot of trouble. It's just..." At this point, his eyes were affectionate He took a quick look at Zhong Jinling.

Zhong Jinling said: "Don't say anything, I don't care whether you have martial arts or not. After you recover from your injury, the two of us will quietly return to Tianshan and live a life of seclusion."

Leng Muyun was moved for a while, Fang Jianming watched from the side, secretly blessing them.

"By the way, what are your plans?" Leng Muyun asked.

Fang Jianming thought for a while, and said: "In the battle of Jiangnan, Linghusong and Yu Wenlan escaped. It can be said that our martial arts alliance has won a complete victory. Now only the Qilian Mountain lair that attacked the blood hand gate is left. The ghost god Nie Huangjie martial arts Deep, wanting to eliminate him will not happen overnight, I want to take this time to finish some of my affairs."

Leng Muyun didn't ask him what he was going to do, and said: "People live in this world, they always have to think about themselves, you can do it for yourself. I will ask Uncle Zhong to exchange for me the scabbard and sword manual of the Ananda sword." You Shaolin Temple, I don't know what method the old man will take."

Fang Jianming calculated the date and said, "If possible, I will leave Hangzhou tomorrow. I don't know when we can meet again."

Leng Muyun smiled and said: "As long as you come to Tianshan, I think we will meet."

Fang Jianming said longingly: "I heard that Tianshan Mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and the scenery is superb. After the Bloody Hand Sect is destroyed, I will definitely go to Tianshan Mountain to see it."

Leng Muyun said: "Okay, I won't see you off, we will meet in Tianshan then."

The night was hazy, and the mass graves outside Hangzhou were pitch-black. Occasional calls of strange birds could be heard in the gloomy atmosphere, adding to the horror here.

After midnight, six figures suddenly appeared outside the random cemetery, and these six figures came by performing lightness kung fu. When they arrived outside the random cemetery, the person in front suddenly stopped, and the five people behind also stopped hurriedly. The man took a step forward and said respectfully: "Old Peng, the bodies of Liu Sheng Yijian and his wife are buried inside."

The person in the front is a tall man in black with a mask on his face. Looking at his attire, he looks a bit like an "old ghost" in a huge killer organization in the martial arts.

"Dig out their corpses for me, and do things cleanly, without showing any signs." The masked man in black ordered coldly.

I saw the four people behind them walking quickly towards the chaotic graveyard, two of them were men in heavy attire with tough faces, each holding a pickaxe in their hands, while the other two were covered with black cloth. The men in black each hold a bag in their hands, and their exposed eyes are like sharp arrows, which is chilling.

The four disappeared into the depths of the chaotic graveyard, and the masked man in black said coldly: "Master Gu, have you heard what I asked you to inquire about?"

Standing behind him, what he called the "Gu Gang Leader" was a man in long robes. Judging from his age, he was about fifty. It was Gu Yuedong who wanted to snatch the secret book of martial arts in the pagoda that night.

Gu Yuedong laughed dryly, and said: "Old Peng, Liu Shengyijian and Leng Muyun did die together that day, and many people witnessed it with their own eyes."

The masked man in black said, "Did you see Leng Muyun's body?"

Gu Yuedong said: "Although my subordinates did not see his body, according to their eyeliner reports, Lei's mansion is full of gloom, and Leng Muyun's good friend is one of the eight beauties, 'Xuanying Double Swords' Zhong Jinling. You have to die."

The masked man in black sneered, "What do you mean crying to death?"

Gu Yuedong's complexion changed, and he hurriedly said: "This subordinate should die, I shouldn't exaggerate. According to my subordinate's eyeliner, Zhong Jinling really looks like her dead husband."

The masked man in black smiled "hehe" and said, "In this way, the sword god is indeed dead. Zhong Zidan and Lei Meng are very generous, they didn't cut the corpses of Liu Shengyijian and his wife into thousands of pieces, but chose for them. a place of burial."

Gu Yuedong opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, the masked man in black said with a sinister smile: "Gu Gang Leader, as the leader of a gang, you should know what to ask and what not to ask."

Hearing this, Gu Yuedong secretly broke out in a cold sweat, but luckily he didn't ask, otherwise he would have suffered a lot.

The two of them waited for a long time outside the random graveyard, only to see four people running out of the random graveyard quickly, the two masked men in black running in front, with bulging sacks on their shoulders, from the shape of the sacks Looking at it, it was clearly a person inside. When he came to the masked man in black, he bowed to him, picked up the bag and fled it into the night like lightning, and disappeared after three or four ups and downs.

When Gu Yuedong saw him, he secretly said in shock: "Although the strength of these two killers is not as good as mine, it is not impossible for them to kill me if they join forces."

The masked man in black looked at the two well-dressed men holding hoes, and said, "You guys have worked hard."

The two were flattered, and hurriedly bowed and said: "It is our honor to be able to do things for you."

As soon as the words were finished, a strange sword light flashed, and the two of them felt chills and wanted to shout, but the sword light was too fast, the two of them tilted their necks, and fell to the ground with two thuds.

Gu Yuedong turned pale with shock, and said, "Old Peng, are they old enough to offend you?"

The masked man in black withdrew his hand, the sword light disappeared, and said coldly: "They didn't offend me. You should know what the result will be when you bring them here. This is a big matter. If it leaks out, even I can't keep it." you."

Gu Yuedong was dripping with cold sweat, lowered his head and said: "Your subordinate understands." Just as he was about to go up to remove the corpses of his two subordinates, the masked man in black raised his hand and said, "You don't need to bother." He took out a special bottle from his arms and poured something powdery on the wounds on the necks of the two. After a while, a strong corpse smell came, and the two corpses turned into a pool of blood.

"Hey, this place is a pile of dead people, you won't be lonely if you rest in peace here." The masked man in black said, picking up the two hoes on the ground, and Gu Yuedong hurried up to help him hold them.

The masked man in black looked approving, sank his palms, and slowly spit out his true energy. No matter how the damp ground could withstand his strong internal force, a large area suddenly collapsed, and the blood was gone.

"The rain in Hangzhou will continue to fall. When I come back in a few days, even if I have the eyes of the sky, I, the 'old ghost', forgive him for not being able to see that two people died here." The masked man in black uttered "Jie Jie With a sneer, he said, "Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Girl surnamed Long, let you live a few more years. I will definitely ask you to repay double for my brother's death!"

Listening to his gloomy words, Gu Yuedong felt a little apprehensive, but there was a special excitement in his heart. He felt that his choice was wise. Even if he sacrificed the lives of many brothers, he would continue. One day, he Let all the martial arts figures in Hangzhou obey him.

(End of this chapter)