From the Mingjiao leader

Chapter 82 Planning Blood Knife Technique and Liancheng Jue
Outside Jingzhou City, two figures collided with each other.

One of them wields a knife with one hand.

The blade is slender, and the blade technique is even more weird, cutting down from unexpected directions.

The whole body of true energy was contained in the body without wasting, and it only leaked out at the moment when the knife light flashed, like a ghost.

The other person is unarmed, full of true energy, and his every move is neutral and peaceful.

It was Ding Dian.

The two are fighting each other in the wild, one is good and the other is evil.

Suddenly the saber flashed, Ding Dian dodged sideways, and then slapped out with a palm.

The majestic zhenqi forced the man back, and the two figures separated quickly.

Ding Dian said angrily: "What a blood knife monk! Back then when Hero Mei beat you back, I didn't expect you to dare to offend the Central Plains again!
I have been inherited by Hero Mei, and now I have practiced miraculous skills, and I am looking for you, a villain! "

Opposite him, the monk looked rosy, with only a gray and white beard.

This person was wearing a red and yellow monk's robe, without a single hair on his head, he was the blood knife ancestor.

He turned the long knife around his back, and put his backhand on the back of his shoulder and neck.

"Hehehe, I came to you because I found out that Mei Niansheng passed on the magical power to you."

The ancestor of Xuedao smiled sadly: "Give me the scriptures of the gods, and I can make your death easier."

Ding Dian looked at Patriarch Xuedao coldly, and said with a light smile, "It seems that I was stronger in the fight just now."

Ding Dian's Shenzhao Jing originally restrained the Blood Knife Dafa of the ancestor of the Blood Knife.Moreover, Ding Dian is younger and stronger now, under the two fighting, Ding Dian gradually gained the upper hand.

If it weren't for the blood knife ancestor's strange moves, vicious moves, and occasionally a few strange sword techniques, he would have been defeated long ago.

It's just that at this moment, the ancestor of the blood knife seems to have a plan.

He reached out and took off the blood knife from his back. With a shake, the blade trembled uncontrollably, like a living snake.

Under the moonlight, the blade of this knife was covered with dark red color, and the blood was faint, which was extremely terrifying.

"Boy, do you really think that if you get the Divine Light Sutra, you will be your grandfather's opponent?"

"You haven't learned the Liancheng Sword Art yet, if I want to leave, can you stop me?"

"Besides, you are not alone right now. Don't forget, Daxia Ding, you still have a loving girl!"

The ancestor of Xuedao smiled coldly: "Hand over the secrets of Shenzhao Sutra and Liancheng Jue, otherwise, I will strip her naked and make her ripe tonight!"

Ding Dian was so furious that he threw out his palm.

……

Under the moonlight, Lin Yuan's figure suddenly jumped out of the inn.

In his hand, he carried the corpses of two fan monks.

His brows were frowned, because he knew that these two people were from the Qinghai Black Sect, the Blood Sword Sect.

Now that the Ming Cult has gained momentum, it is not afraid of the Blood Sword Sect.

If Lin Yuan made up his mind and issued an order, Mingjiao might be able to destroy the Xuedaomen.

It's just that Lin Yuan didn't want to do this.

Because Mingjiao now needs to concentrate on development.

The Western Regions have just stabilized, and the thing to do is not to expand the territory outward, but to develop the economy, population and military.

He went to the Central Plains by himself, on the one hand, for his own cultivation, and on the other hand, he also had the idea of ​​conquering the Central Plains martial arts.

And the rest of the five scattered people also came to the Central Plains to develop believers and accumulate energy for Mingjiao.

This is one of them.

On the other hand, it is a matter of luck between sects.

The last time in Kunlun, Lin Yuan, Yang Xiao and the others realized something was wrong.

Every war between sects will not only involve force, but also the luck of each sect.

The one who wins will prosper; the one who loses will decline.

Now that Mingjiao's luck is on the rise, it is certainly good to take advantage of the victory and attack other sects in the Western Regions, but this approach is too idealistic.

Yuan Ting will not sit idly by.

It is impossible for the royal family of the Yuan court to tolerate the rapid improvement of Mingjiao luck.

After capturing the Western Region Pass, Mingjiao has felt the pressure of the Yuan court.

The current Mingjiao is on the edge of what the Yuan court can tolerate.

Mingjiao needs proper dormancy.

If it is too persuasive, it will only lead to Yuan Ting's all-out culling.

As I said before, this world is not completely dependent on the sky, and Mingjiao has not yet become a force that can confront Yuan Ting head-on.

So Lin Yuan planned to solve the blood knife monk he met today by himself.

Soon, Lin Yuan came to a deserted forest in Jingzhou City.

He threw the two blood knife monks on the ground casually, took out the kerosene prepared in advance from the system space, and burned the bodies.

Turning around, he walked towards the temporary foothold of the blood knife monks.

Under his means, those two foreign monks had already betrayed the sect, and they completely explained the purpose of their trip to the blood knife sect.

Shenzhaojing martial arts, as well as the treasures of Liancheng Jue.

It turned out that after so many years of investigation, Xuedaomen had found clues about Liancheng Jue.

Their eyes have been locked on the prison of Ling Mansion.

He planned to go directly to arrest Ding Dian in the prison, but he didn't expect Lin Yuan to take the lead.

It's just that they underestimated Lin Yuan's martial arts, and overestimated their drug addiction.

Speaking of which, they can't be blamed, after all, no one would have thought that Lin Yuan could practice the Divine Light Sutra to the peak in an instant.

Xuedaomen thought that the fight in Ling's prison was done by Ding Dian.

The ancestor of Xuedao went to hunt down Ding Dian alone, while the two apprentices of Xuedao monk followed the trail and came to Lin Yuan's inn.

Knowing that he was being targeted by the Xuedaomen, Lin Yuan naturally would not let it go.

He remembered that in the Liancheng Jue, apart from the Shenzhao Sutra, there are several martial arts that are also extraordinary.

One of them is the blood knife technique, which is the martial arts of the ancestor of the blood knife.

And the other is Liancheng swordsmanship, which is Mei Niansheng's martial art.

Although these two martial arts may not be ranked among the top three in the entire world of martial arts, they should not be underestimated.

When Lin Yuan came to Jingzhou this time, his original goal was only the Divine Light Sutra.

After getting the scriptures, he will go back to Butterfly Valley to practice.

After all, the body matters.

But at this moment, the appearance of people like Xuedaomen made Lin Yuan change his mind.

"You guys are buying one and getting one free."

"Now my internal strength is not weak, but the only move on the weapon is the Wuhu Soul Breaking Knife, which is not worthy of these internal strength."

Lin Yuan sighed while looking at his attributes.

Looking back now, he realized that he was not only out of balance with Qi and blood.

Even the combination of internal strength and moves doesn't quite match.

Nine Suns Divine Art, Divine Illumination Sutra, and Great Shift of the Universe, how could it be combined with the Wuhu Saber Technique?

It must be accompanied by moves such as Dugu Nine Swords and Subduing Dragon Eighteen Palms in order to be in line with his style.

For warriors, the external manifestation of their own strength is mainly manifested in two aspects.

One is internal strength, and the other is moves.

Many people, including Lin Yuan, would think that in the world of Jin Wu, with true energy, even Taizu's Changquan is invincible, just like Qiao Feng in the book.

But in fact, it is not the case.

Inner Qi is equivalent to the energy stored in the human body, and moves are the methods to display the energy.

A top move that can exert its own energy to a greater extent.

Every time a move is made, the mobilization and operation of the muscle meridians will lead to different attack power.

Under the same internal strength cultivation, more powerful moves can greatly improve the combat effectiveness.

If the skill can meet the requirements, assuming that the Taizu Changquan can only exert 60% of the skill, then the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can exert 150% of the skill.

This ratio will gradually strengthen as the martial artist's understanding of himself deepens.

However, high-level martial arts will never be able to catch up with low-level martial arts.

It is true that Xiao Feng's Taizu's long fist is powerful, but it is also compared with others.

If it is compared with Xiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it is still not comparable.

After thinking about it, Lin Yuan didn't want to leave directly.

"Since the Blood Knife Patriarch has appeared, then this Blood Knife technique can be easily taken. If there is a chance, the Blood Knife Sect Master will be wiped out in Jingzhou!"

Lin Yuan thought about it, and walked into the night.

On the other hand, he also thought of the treasure contained in Liancheng Jue.

I don't know if the treasure is real, if it is real, then for Mingjiao, this fund is very important.

As the leader of Mingjiao himself, he naturally has to contribute to the development of Mingjiao.

Money or not is not important, it is mainly for Mingjiao.

Now that the ancestors of the blood knife have come, Lin Yuan also decided to stay here, and after dealing with the blood knife gate, he went to look for clues to Liancheng Jue.

If I remember correctly, Wan Zhenshan, the master of Wan Mansion in Jingzhou City, is Mei Niansheng's disciple.

As long as they can find him, they can easily find the original protagonist Di Yun.

Thinking in Lin Yuan's heart, the figure had already jumped into a house.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Lin Yuan heard obscene sounds coming from the room.

"Damn, this girl's body is a symbol, but it's a pity that this face is really ugly when it is destroyed!"

"Fourth, you look the same when you turn off the lights. Girls with such a temperament are rare!"

The other monk tore the clothes of the woman on the bed casually, and the woman was so startled that she hid in the bed.

"Ho ho ho, it doesn't matter what she looks like. Can't you smell the fragrance she emits from her body? This is a young girl, a hundred times stronger than those good women you caught!"

"Besides, this is Ding Dian's woman. Let's take his internal strength and his woman, let's see what he can do?!"

Lin Yuan frowned, Ding Dian's woman was Ling Shuanghua.

It seems that Ding Dian has been targeted by the Xuedaomen, and it may be more ominous than good.

Suddenly, Lin Yuan's figure broke into the room.

"who!"

There were three blood knife monks standing in the room, and they had already taken off their clothes.

Seeing Lin Yuan barging in, he immediately looked back.

The only answer to them was Dao Guang.

The burst of energy flashed by, and Lin Yuan had already withdrawn his knife.

The current Lin Yuan had no trouble dealing with the monks of the Blood Knife Sect.

Among the three monks, only one reacted and tried to resist Lin Yuan's saber light.

But the next moment, his body fell down along with the other two.

Lin Yuan lowered his body and groped around the three foreign monks.

Except for a few bottles of medicine, he didn't turn over the blood knife spectrum.

I can't help but feel a little lost.

It seems that if you want to get the sword technique, you still have to start with the ancestor of the blood knife.

Throwing the robe beside him to Ling Shuanghua casually, Lin Yuan said lightly:

"I'll wait for you outside the door."

A moment later, Ling Shuanghua's figure came out shyly from the room.

"Thank you for saving my life, my lord." Ling Shuanghua bowed and saluted.

"Thank me?"

Lin Yuan couldn't help turning around, "Don't you hate me?"

You know, it was Lin Yuan who plundered her from the mansion and killed her father, and Lin Yuan also used Ling Shuanghua to force Ding Dian to teach the Shenzhao Sutra.

Whether it is for Ling Shuanghua herself or her family and love, Lin Yuan is an enemy.

Ling Shuanghua shook her head, the moonlight reflected on her body, it was like an elegant chrysanthemum.

"The relationship between me and my father has long since broken, and the young master also kept his word, and did not hurt Brother Ding and me.

As far as I am concerned, leaving this Jingzhou and being with Big Brother Ding is actually a freedom. "

"Besides, now that you have rescued me from the evil monk, you should be grateful."

Lin Yuan raised his mouth: "Don't be too happy."

"I'm not some knight who cares about fame. The reason why I came here is because I also have my eye on the treasure of Liancheng Jue."

"I think Ding Dian has already told you about the secret of Liancheng Jue?"

Lin Yuan stared at Ling Shuanghua. In his memory, Ding Dian should have told this girl the secret of Liancheng Jue.

In Ding Dian's eyes, Shenzhao Jing and Liancheng Jue, the martial arts and treasures that people in the Jianghu are jealous of, are not half as good as Ling Shuanghua, and Ling Shuanghua has never paid attention to these.

In Lin Yuan's eyes, these two people were pedantic and disliked him.But the love between them is as pure as the lotus flower blooming in the dirty rivers and lakes.

"If my guess is correct, the secret of Liancheng Jue is hidden in an anthology of Tang poetry, isn't it?"

A look of surprise appeared on Ling Shuanghua's face.

"You, how do you know this?"

Lin Yuan thought it was true, and this point has not changed.

After beheading the ancestor of the blood knife, he can go to find Liancheng Jue.

But the two waited in the middle of the night, but they didn't even wait for the Blood Knife Patriarch to appear.

Lin Yuan couldn't help frowning, why?

Even if Patriarch Xuedao was not sure about beheading Ding Dian, he could still escape.

He hasn't returned here yet, so it can only mean that something unexpected happened, and he still wants to get the blood knife technique from him.

Seeing that the sky is getting brighter, there are gradually more pedestrians and vendors on the street.But the ancestor of the blood knife has not returned yet, and Lin Yuan does not intend to wait any longer.

He doesn't have to acquire the martial art of blood knife technique, and there is no need to spend it here all the time.

Lin Yuan casually took out a few scattered pieces of silver and threw them to Ling Shuanghua, then walked out of the yard without looking back.

He came here to confirm that the secret of Liancheng Jue is still the anthology of Tang poetry, so Ling Shuanghua has lost its effect on him.

While walking in Jingzhou City, Lin Yuan suddenly saw a noise coming from the street in the distance.

In the distance, seven or eight people were besieging a big monk in red and yellow clothes.

Blood knife monk!
Lin Yuan saw this man's attire at a glance.

Looking at this person's age, it should be that the blood knife ancestor didn't run away.

I saw the ancestor of the blood knife holding a bloody long knife, fighting and fleeing here.

"Damn it! If you bastards didn't come out suddenly, I would have killed Ding Dian long ago!"

The ancestor of the blood knife swung the blood knife in his hand desperately, airtight.

Among the crowd besieging him, a handsome man shouted:
"Hmph! Speak wildly! I will never let you, the evil monk, go!"

The man shouted angrily, and the long sword suddenly thrust out, turning into three parts of the moonlight.

Beside him, a beautiful woman drew out her sword at the same time, and when the two swords merged with his, it was like a pool of autumn water.

"It's the Sword and Bell Heroes!"

"If they take action, they will definitely be able to kill the ancestor of the blood knife!"

People from all walks of life around saw the scene of the fight and couldn't help but whisper.

They recognized that the man and the woman were Wang Xiaofeng and Shui Sheng, the bell swordsmen.

And that red-robed monk is a well-known villain in the world, the ancestor of the blood knife.

Seeing the two long swords being handed in front of him, the pupils of the blood knife patriarch suddenly shrank.

Immediately afterwards, his body twisted violently, and the blood knife in his hand suddenly fell from behind the concealed monk's robe at a strange angle.

A burst of energy suddenly erupted from the blood knife ancestor, forcing the two swords back.

In the next second, the red figure of the ancestor of the blood knife flashed past, and he chopped down the long sword in Shui Sheng's hand.

Pointing his fingers together, he has already tapped Shui Sheng's acupoints and held them in his hands.

"Hahaha! The swordsmen and bells are really bold, and they gave such a beautiful girl to me!"

The ancestor of the blood knife hijacked Shui Sheng, and everyone's offensive suddenly dropped.

Immediately afterwards, the ancestor of the blood knife turned around and left!

Wang Xiaofeng was extremely anxious, he must not let his junior sister fall into the hands of this obscene monk.

"Chase!"

Wang Xiaofeng followed closely behind.

(End of this chapter)