A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 559 Destroying Southern Shaolin, Yu Canghai Practices Swords! (Seek full order)
Bai Zizai was startled at first, but when he saw that there was no scar on the exposed skin, and the true energy in his body was flowing smoothly, and he was not hurt by the opponent's internal force, he immediately felt relieved.

Then his face was flushed again. He originally wanted to compete for the throne of the Central Plains martial arts leader, but he was defeated in one move, and his shirt was exploded on the spot. Words, this makes him who has always regarded himself very high, how can he hold his face.

Since people can engrave words on his clothes, it is only a blink of an eye to kill him.

This made Bai Zizai wish there was a crack in the ground for him to crawl into.

However, although Bai Zizai is arrogant and arrogant, he kept his promise, bit the bullet, clasped his fists to Hua Twelve and said with a blushing face:

"Central Plains Wulin Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, I, Bai Zizai, underestimated the people of the world. Brother Lin's martial arts and swordsmanship far surpasses me. I, Bai Zizai, keep my word. From now on, I will respect you as the leader of the alliance. You let me go east, and I will never go west !"

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the railing and said to the leaders of the various factions upstairs and downstairs:
"I recognize Lin Shaoxia as the leader of the alliance. If anyone refuses to accept him, he must first pass the level of my Snow Mountain Sect!"

The heads of the various factions were dumbfounded by Bai Zizai, you came out to fight for the leader, if you lose, you lose, but what's the matter if you immediately act as a minion?

This position has changed too quickly!

Of course there are those who disagree with Hua Twelve, but just now no one can figure out whether he is subduing people with force or using the court to suppress people, so many experts are waiting and watching.

But when Hua Twelve accepted Bai Zizai's use of Wu as the leader of the alliance, the whole thing changed.

Mr. Mo Da, whose eyes were lowered at the main table, like an old monk in meditation, raised his eyelids, and Chaohua Twelve asked:
"Lin Shaoxia, I don't know that you used martial arts to determine the leader of the alliance just now, but are you serious?"

This question was very ingenious, Hua Twelve clearly made an agreement with Bai Zizai alone, but when Mo Da asked, he was deliberately vague, it sounded as if this agreement was the same for everyone.

If Hua Shishi opened his mouth to explain now, it would be too petty, and it would seem that he didn't have enough grace and structure, so he would be ashamed to be the leader of the alliance, even if he became the leader today, he would become a laughing stock later.

But if Hua Twelve nodded and said yes, well, everyone present can challenge,

So after Mo Da finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Hua Twelve, wanting to see what he had to say.

Lao Yue looked at Hua Twelve worriedly. In his mind, even if he was placed in the latter's position, it must be a dilemma now.

Lao Yue was a little apprehensive in his heart, for fear that if one failed, the hope of Huashan's great prosperity would be shattered like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water.

Feng Qingyang is the old god, and the waves are calm. In his eyes, Lin Pingzhi, a brat, is on the same level as him. In this world of martial arts, if you look around, how can you have an opponent?Where is the opponent?

Hua Twelve came out from behind the banquet, stood at the stairs on the second floor, first handed back Bai Zizai's sword, and waited for him to take it, then smiled and said:

"Brother Bai promises a thousand gold, and I admire you, but you don't need to do it for the leader of the alliance, so that others will not accept it!"

Hearing this, Bai Zizai nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll wait and see what leader Lin does!" After saying that, he cupped his hands and went downstairs to his place.

Hua Twelve said loudly to the heads of the various factions: "Since Mr. Mo Da asked, I will accept this matter. Today, the leader of the alliance will be determined by Wu, and I will stand here. Anyone who refuses to accept can come to fight!"

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Mo Da got up abruptly: "What I'm waiting for is your words, Hengshan Mo Da asked Lin Shaoxia for advice!"

While talking, he copied the huqin that was beside him in his hand, walked out without saying much, and saw a cold light flashing suddenly, and there was a thin sword in his hand, and seven swords were drawn in an instant.

Among the leaders of the various sects present at the Seven Swords, not many people could see clearly, and more people just saw the brilliance of the sword curtain.

Mo Da's move is extremely fast, like a dream and an illusion, it is the ultimate move in the Hengshan Sword Art "Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles of Variety and Illusion".

"it is good!"

Hua Twelve praised, raised his left hand to the chest and heart, flicked his fingers, and heard the sound of 'dang' like a sledgehammer forging iron, and Mo Da's dreamlike sword was instantly broken.

His finger ignored the illusion in the sword technique, and was flicking on the blade of the rapier.

Mr. Mo Da felt a huge force, which made him unable to hold on. The rapier flew out of his hand, and with a bang, it was nailed to the post on the side of the handrail. Constantly vibrating, humming and vibrating.

Mr. Mo Da clasped his fists in the astonished face of Hua Twelve Chaos: "Accept!"

Then he said loudly again: "Next!"

"I come!"

The Taoist of Mount Tai sent Tianmen stood up and strode out: "The Tianmen of Mount Tai, the martial arts are naturally far inferior to Mr. Mo Da, but if you don't fight in the face of an emergency, I'm afraid that I will have no face to see my ancestors of Mount Tai after death!"

Hua Twelve shouted 'OK' and asked at the same time: "I heard that Taishan has a unique swordsmanship called 'How about Daizong', which can be regarded as the best martial arts in the world. I just want to learn it!"

Hearing him say 'How about Dai Zong' is the best martial arts in the world, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but became interested, but Tianmen looked ashamed:
"The ancestor's unique knowledge has long been lost, and my Taishan sect has only the fur left. Tianmen uses the 'Tianshan Eighteen Pans' to learn the master's magic!"

After speaking, he rushed to get close to him, and drew his sword at the same time. When he shot, he followed the sword, turned left and right, turned more and more quickly around Hua Twelve, and then suddenly drew out the sword, swinging a sword shadow, stabbing Big holes all over the body towards the latter.

Hua Twelve looked at the Taishan Eighteen Pans, which were somewhat similar to the Bagua Youshen Palm, both of which were martial arts that revolved around people to find flaws. Immediately, he became interested, so he performed the Bagua Youshen Palm, following the direction of the Tianmen's circle, instantly Stepped in, inserted in.

While dodging the sword, he started to circle around with Tianmen, like chasing and fleeing. He also greeted:
"Tianmen Daoist, you should turn faster, or I will be rear-ended!"

Tianmen didn't turn as fast as Hua Twelve, so he couldn't catch up with him, but was touched behind him by the latter, he stopped in shock, turned around and slashed regardless of any sword skills.

But in the next moment, Hua Twelve's wrist was already grasped, and with a sudden shake, the long sword flew out of his hand, and it was also nailed to the pillar with a bang, right next to Mo Da's thin sword, trembling endlessly.

At this time, Hua Twelve had already taken a step back, smiled and cupped his hands: "Concession!"

Tianmen lost even before seeing Tsinghua Twelve's body skills, and couldn't help but blushed, and clasped his fists together:
"My Tianshan faction also recognizes you as the leader!" After speaking, he sat back and looked at Mo Da with wry smiles.

During the next stick of incense, dozens of weapons were stuck on the pillar. None of the masters who jumped out to challenge Hua Twelve made a move in front of Hua Twelve. All the weapons were blown away and nailed to the pillar. On, amazing skills.

If it was said that Hua Shier used the power of the imperial court to force all factions to come here to participate in the martial arts conference, then now he is using his amazing martial arts, and these people have nothing to say.

They may not be convinced, at least they must be convinced.

Standing on the second floor, Hua Twelve asked the leaders of the various factions upstairs and downstairs:

"Is there anyone who stands up and wants to fight for it? If not, then I, Lin Pingzhi, will be the leader of the martial arts from now on, leading the world!"

At this moment, a strange laugh suddenly came from the heads of the crowd: "If you want to unify the Jianghu, have you asked me if the Sun Moon God Sect!"

The voice was old, but full of internal energy. Everyone's ears were buzzing with a single sentence echoing, and it seemed extremely powerful!
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, someone directly blasted a big hole in the ceiling of Zuixianlou with a weapon, and then an old man with white hair loose, silver beard and halberd, jumped down from above with a big knife in his hand, and shouted:
"Children of the Lin family, the one who killed you was Bai Xiong, a child of the Fenglei Hall of the Sun Moon God Sect!"

At the mouth of the speech, the big knife slashed down from top to bottom, overwhelming!

And when the old man launched a surprise attack on Hua Twelve, there were also shouts of killing from around the Zuixian Tower. It seemed that hundreds of people rushed towards the Zuixian Tower at this moment.

Hua Twelve flicked Tong Baixiong's ten fingers repeatedly, and the embroidery needles shot out one by one.

Tong Baixiong narrowed his eyes sharply, he tried his best to block the embroidery needle with his big knife, and heard jingling, and after a few sounds, an embroidery needle had penetrated from between his eyebrows.

Tong Baixiong knelt on the ground with a plop, looking at Hua Twelve with disbelief in his eyes: "You are... Dong" before he could finish his sentence, his eyes faded away, and he was already out of breath.

Hua Twelve raised his eyebrows. He knew that Tong Baixiong had recognized the "Sunflower Treasure" before he died, so he probably thought he had something to do with Dongfang Bubai.

Turning to the heads of the various factions, he said: "You don't have to mind, no matter how many enemies come today, it's a dead end!"

While speaking, there were successive screams from outside the Zuixian Tower, and many impatient headmen all looked out of the windows with shocked faces.

After a cup of tea, the shouts and screams gradually subsided, and Jin Xiangyu, Gu Shaotang and others from the three major stalls of the East Factory walked in together from outside.

Jia Ting knelt down on one knee: "Duke, all the incoming enemies have been dealt with. More than [-] people were beheaded on the spot, and more than ten were captured alive. Please send them down!"

Hua Twelve put his hands behind his back and asked calmly, "Are all the people who came here from the Devil's Cult?"

Jia Ting replied: "The Devil's Cult has only a few dozen members, and the rest are Shaolin Yuxie, and some monks from Putian South Shaolin. As for the Devil's Cult, Jiangnan is where the Devil's Cult's Fenglei Tang is located. The two parties should be a coincidence."

He wanted to say that it was a coincidence that both sides launched attacks at the same time.

But Hua Twelve interrupted directly: "You're right, Shaolin colluded with the Demon Sect to plot wrongdoing, and wanted to attack the heads of various sects, you should be punished!"

All the heads rolled their eyelids, are you pretending that we didn't hear, or that we are stupid?However, Shaolin is already destroyed, and this one in front of him is unparalleled in power and power, sitting on the throne of the leader of the alliance.

Naturally, no one would come out to compete with the martial arts leader for the sake of a Shaolin faction that was wiped out!
Hua Twelve asked Jia Ting and the others to go out to dispose of the corpse, and then asked again what was interrupted by Tong Baixiong.

Xie Feng, Mo Da, Tianmen, Yue Buqun, and Venerable Jin Guang all got up, and Chaohua clasped his fists together: "I will pay my respects to the leader!"

The next moment, the heads of the 81 sects of the five sects and thirteen sects upstairs and downstairs all got up, and Zhao Hua clasped their fists together, saying that they would pay their respects to the leader!

Hua Twelve also cupped his fists to return the salute upstairs and downstairs, and asked everyone to sit down again, and then said:

"I can't be the leader in vain. The state owns the laws of the country, and the family has its own rules. In the future, the martial arts and the rivers and lakes will also have the rules of the martial arts and rivers and lakes. This rule is up to me!"

Then he took out the clauses he had prepared and used actions to show that from now on, what I, Hua Twelve, will talk about is the rules!
The rules he set are very simple. First, from now on, all sects and sects must register and compile a list of martial arts practitioners, and those who are not on the list, no matter what sect or sect they belong to, will be recognized as demons if discovered It doesn't matter if you shoot or kill. In the future, each faction will also notify the imperial court to register as disciples.

Second, the imperial court set up a separate guard in Jinyiwei, named "Jianghuwei".

Thirdly, before the disciples of each sect leave the army, they have to report to the Jianghu Guard, and then go to Liaodong to get five heads of Tartars outside the pass, and then serve in the Jianghu Guard for three years before they can be considered as formally leaving the army.

During the service period, the imperial court will pay the salary, and after leaving the army, Jianghu Wei will issue a certificate with the official seal of the imperial court and the seal of the leader of the martial arts alliance.

That is to say, those who do not have this certificate cannot be regarded as formal teachers, so they cannot use force in the Jianghu.

One of the three rules of Hua Twelve is to control the rivers and lakes, and the other is to let the people of the rivers and lakes contribute to the court. There are countless warriors who travel the rivers and lakes every year. Thousands of people can't develop at all.

If this tone is set in the martial arts, and people in the Jianghu develop this habit, in the future, any place where dragons thrive will have to lie down.

The heads of the various factions were relieved to hear that Hua Twelve did not ask everyone to hand over the secret books of the various factions, nor did they have the idea of ​​annexing the various factions.

Regarding the three rules he proposed, although he was reluctant to register and make a book, it was not unacceptable. As for killing a few Tartars outside the pass, it was not a big deal in the eyes of martial arts people.

Ever since, they all nodded in agreement.

Hua Twelve strikes while the iron is hot, takes out the written terms and asks the heads of the various factions to sign and pledge. Since then, this term has been called the "law of the rivers and lakes".

After everyone signed their names, Hua Twelve announced that after he became the leader of the martial arts alliance, his first order was to lead all the factions to Fujian to destroy the Southern Shaolin that had been associated with the Demon Sect.

Among the various factions, there are many who have good relations with Southern Shaolin, but under the general situation, they dare not speak for Shaolin.

On the same day, Hua Twelve wrote a letter to the emperor, explaining the process of the martial arts conference, and applied for the approval of Jianghuwei. The next day, he took a brigade of factory guards and heads of various factions from Jiaxing to Haining, and got a boat there. The official ship of the imperial court sailed to Fujian.

Five days later, the brigade was already mighty, and arrived at Jiulian Mountain in Putian.

Since the way to Fujian is by boat, even if there are heads of various sects who want to inform Nan Shaolin, they don't have this opportunity.

When Hua Twelve brought people to kill him, Nan Shaolin realized that something was wrong, and assembled the monks to rush out of the temple and block in front of the mountain gate.

An old monk was wearing cassock and asked this way: "Everyone, I don't know why you came to Putian Shaolin?"

Hua Twelve didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, and said to the group of masters behind him:

"Southern Shaolin colluded with the demon sect and wanted to harm us in the Drunken Immortal Tower. This crime is unforgivable. Shaolin Taoism will be destroyed today. There are countless martial arts classics in this temple. When you copy this Southern Shaolin, all the martial arts masters in the temple can copy it! "

Everyone's eyes lit up at this moment.

General Hua Twelve pointed at him, "Kill me!"

The next moment, the three leaders of the East Factory rushed up with thousands of factory guards. Jin Xiangyu and Gu Shaotang both used hidden weapons to open the way, and the willow-leaf darts and hook-tailed darts flew up.

Lan Fenghuang didn't use poisonous insects and poisonous powder, that thing is powerful, but it is easy to accidentally injure the friendly army in melee, so he just took a blue whip and rushed up, whipped it on the person, and he was poisoned and fell down. It was Nan Shaolin Wu. There are many monks who practice iron cloth shirts, but they can't stop her from whipping.

Bai Zizai saw that the leaders of the sects were hesitating, he snorted coldly, and strode forward with his sword in his hand: "Those who don't make a move, just stand and watch. I'll copy the cheats when the time comes, and see if your eyes are not hot-eyed!"

When he said this, the others lost their restraint. The first person to rush up was Wudang Yucha Taoist priest. The Taoist couldn't see anything on him.

When Southern Shaolin was hit by a disaster, they were also in a small village in Fujian.

Yu Canghai finally made a big bucket of medicinal baths that smelled so bad, worse than shit, according to the formulas of various ingredients needed in the 'godly' "Evil Resisting Sword Art".

His disciple held his nose and persuaded: "Master, you should think twice. In order to get this bucket of things, the brothers were smoked and fainted for five times. The doctor said that they were poisoned, and they are still lying down. If you go down, one not good."

Yu Canghai snorted coldly: "What do you know, how can you catch a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's lair? Perhaps this is the true mystery of the evil sword technique!"

As he spoke, pinching his nose, he jumped into the bucket, but he was so short that he disappeared in an instant, and his head could not be seen. After struggling for a long time with both hands, he was fished out by his disciples. not drowned in it
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