The myth of martial arts begins with the young master of the Demon Sect

Chapter 44
After the monks from Chanjue Temple left, everyone in the Martial Arts Arena felt the big stone that was blocking their hearts fall, and burst into bursts of cheers.Even the withered brows stretched out.After all, monks are also mortals, and there is no way to completely abandon lust and cut off troubles.

Of course, they will not forget that lay disciple named "Fang Shiyu".

It's just that when he looked at the lay disciple again, he was gone.

Lian Chengyu and Laughing Buddha had already left the martial arts arena.

Laughing Buddha clasped his fists together, and said with a smile: "Brother Lian, this time you act out of righteousness, I will write down the favor monk."

Lian Chengyu spread out his palms: "Buddha, do you know this thing?"

Laughing Buddha looked intently, his complexion sank slightly.

In Lian Chengyu's palm is a silver needle.

But on the silver needle, there are faint black spots, like ink stained.

Laughing Buddha said seriously: "Where did you get this needle brother?"

Lian Chengyu said: "Monk Huikong shot it secretly when he made the last move."

"This is the notorious 'Black Fiend Needle'. It is highly poisonous, but it doesn't attack immediately. After a while, the toxin penetrates deep into the bone marrow, making life worse than death."

When Lian Chengyu heard this, her expression turned slightly cold.

Laughing Buddha looked serious, thought for a while, and said slowly: "If I'm not wrong, then monk Huikong is probably a first-class sticky Wei Huangfu who doesn't break his disguise."

Lian Chengyu asked suspiciously: "Is Huangfu not broken?"

"That's right. The 'Hei Sha Needle' is a hidden weapon unique to the Yin Sha Sect." Laughing Buddha nodded, "I guess you can see that when the 'Hui Kong' was fighting you, he had inadvertently used other sects' weapons." Martial arts, monk, I was not sure at first, but when I saw the 'Black Demon Needle', I suddenly understood that it should be the 'Blood Demon Shou' of the 'Yin Sha Sect'. It can take into account both the Black Demon Needle and the Blood Demon Shou, and also With such skill, apart from the dead leader of the Yinsha sect, I am afraid that there is no one but Huangfu who has turned to Yiqing and became a first-class stick guard."

Lian Chengyu rubbed his chin, thought it over and said, "If 'Monk Huikong' is a first-class sticky stick Wei Huangfu is not broken, I am afraid that except for a very few real monks, the rest are second- and third-class sticky sticks. Sticky pole guard. They came to worship the mountain this time, I am afraid they have bad intentions."

"I think so too. I'm going to follow these guys, and I'll let you know when they leave Bergamot Peak. We'll make plans then." After saying this, Laughing Buddha left in a hurry.

"Huangfu is not broken." Lian Chengyu looked down at the "Black Demon Needle" in his hand, with a faint killing intent shrouded in his expression.

This guy actually wanted to use insidious means to harm him, so naturally he would never let him go.

After parting from Laughing Buddha, Lian Chengyu returned to the small courtyard, and began to think about the "yin and yang death" that combined yin and yang.

This trick has not been created yet, so Lian Chengyu didn't give it a name.Unfortunately, there is still not much progress on this move.

About two hours later, a little novice sent a folded note, saying that it was given by Uncle Shou Se.

Unpacking the paper is the news that 'Hui Kong' and his party are going down the mountain...

……

Hui Kong waited for a group of people to go down Buddha's Hand Peak.

But they didn't just leave.

Instead, he detoured around the small town under Bergamot Peak, and finally entered a remote house.

"If this child is not removed, I will feel uneasy."

Originally, this group of people were mainly middle-aged monks with rosary beads and slightly ferocious faces.

But as soon as they entered the courtyard, everyone respected 'Hui Kong', even with a hint of fear.

At this time, Huikong's face was gloomy and scary, and the rest of the people could feel his gloomy anger, and they all kept silent, bowed their heads, for fear of offending him.

After a while, someone lowered his head and said to 'Hui Kong': "Lord Huangfu, then 'Fang Shiyu' might not be from Lingfa Temple. If there is such a master in Lingfa Temple, it is impossible for us not to know the news."

This 'Huikong' is really the first-class sticky Wei Huangfu Bubu, he said coldly: "In any case, this spying mission is still a success, you all go down, let us spy on the Tao at Lingfa Temple, Pass it to Chief Sticky. This Lingfa Temple does not respect the law of the king, and secretly colludes with the Nine Lotus Society. In the future, it will flatten the Buddha's hand peak and kill everyone."

The tone was fierce and full of murderous intent, as if one could already smell a strong smell of blood.

After a group of masters pretending to be from the sticky pole of the Chanjue Temple went down, Huangfu Bupo pondered for a while, then stood up abruptly and walked towards the backyard of the mansion.

There are also several rooms in the backyard, one of which is half covered.

A gust of wind blew out from the room, and there was the aroma of women's powder, wine and meat, and it seemed that the woman's low voice could be heard faintly.

It's just that this humming doesn't seem like joy, but it is filled with pain and fear, and it is extremely weak, as if it is the last dying struggle, as sad as a cicada.

"Huangfu, come in."

A gloomy voice sounded, sharp and piercing like a night owl.

Huangfu Bupo hesitated for a moment, then walked into the room.

The situation in the room is indeed unimaginable to ordinary people, and even makes people have nightmares.

A young girl whose appearance was still immature and completely immature, with white jade-like skin completely exposed, was hanging obliquely by the bed, her eyes were slack, her muscles twitched, obviously she hadn't really died yet.

There was blood on her neck, and there were two deep holes. A pair of fangs had just left her white neck, and a thin hand was stroking the soft long hair, as gently as a lover's touch.

"It doesn't seem to be going well this time. Tell me, what happened?" This is a strange man. He has a short body, big head and short feet. He looks like a child. The evil spirit in his eyes and the blood at the corner of his mouth made even Huangfu Bupo feel chills in his heart.

Even if the opponent's martial arts may not be higher than him, even if both of them are first-rank stick guards.

"There are indeed some problems..." Huangfu pondered for a moment.

As the night deepens, the moon sinks.

In the mansion, Sticky Guard had already written a secret letter, tied the secret letter to the pigeon's leg, and threw it into the air.

"It's a carrier pigeon."

"Hurry up and report to the Fifth Master."

In the alley tens of meters outside the mansion, there was a low voice.

"No, we saw it." At this time, two more figures stepped out of the shadows.

Before the words fell, a figure pointed its toes, and its figure soared upwards, with an elegant posture, like stepping on a lotus flower.

At the moment when his figure was about to fall, he snapped his five fingers together, and an invisible palm force enveloped the pigeon like a net, and it fell into the palm of his hand.

Lian Chengyu floated down, confidently taking off the bound secret letter from the pigeon's legs.

On the other hand, Laughing Buddha took out a small bottle from his sleeve, and dropped a drop of almost transparent liquid on the carrier pigeon.

(End of this chapter)