Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 8

"Hurry up, there is a fire in the ruined temple in front, there must be someone, everyone, hurry up."

"Disciples, the time has come to serve Child Elder!"

"Don't delay, this time we must catch Lin Zhixuan, the traitor who slaughtered his fellow disciples!"

……

The silent night was broken by noise.

In the misty mountain forest, one after another, the torches form a continuous stretch, reflecting the surroundings like daylight.

Inside the broken temple.

Deadwood waited and watched for a while, picked up the broom next to the altar, continued to clean, and looked outside from time to time.

"Amitabha…"

Looking at the brand-new Buddha statue, Deadwood recited the Buddha's mantra several times, performed a Buddhist salute, took out a letter from his pocket and placed it on the altar, "It's time for me to go on my way."

...

...

outside the temple.

"Who else?!"

Under Long Peng's feet was some cave master, some island master's paper tiger, holding the sword he had just snatched, looking around, very strong.

Li Rongxue, who led the team on this trip to Vulture Palace, looked angry.

She really didn't expect it.

The more than [-] people I summoned are so unbearable, they are simply a group of drunks.

Secretly decided not to distribute the antidote for this year's "Life and Death Talisman" to them.

A bunch of trash are also worthy of the medicine made by Child Elder?

hum-

Long Peng flicked the blade of the sword, "I am in a happy mood today, and I don't want to commit murder. Except for the bull-nosed ones from the Quanzhen Sect, the rest of the people are sensible, so get out of here!"

"If you insist on having a life-and-death decision with someone."

"Then let's see if you kill XX first, or XX... kills you all first!"

quiet--

No one spoke to them, but their eyes were all on those vulture disciples.

Obviously.

Without them speaking, these people would not have the guts to leave.

After taking a deep look at Long Peng, Li Rongxue lightly coughed twice, and cupped her hands slightly, "We, Vulture Palace, will not get involved in this matter, so we will leave now."

"let's go!"

After her words, others were fine, but Li Zhifan panicked.

"You can't go, you go..."

"Li Daochang, don't push yourself too hard."

Li Rongxue looked at him coldly, she had long been annoyed at this Taoist priest who thought of nothing but white wolves,
It was clearly agreed to work together, but until now, it is only myself.

If it hadn't been for the influence of the Quanzhen Sect, Li Zhifan would have been stabbed to death by her long ago.

"let's go!"

"Yes!"

……

When the people from Vulture Palace left, the Nuoda Meishan became much deserted.

call--

The night wind blows over the hills.

The rest of the ten or so Quanzhen Taoist priests looked tense, their backs were covered with cold sweat, and they were on guard against Long Peng, for fear that he would make a sudden attack.

For more than half a year.

Long Peng's "vicious" name is almost well known in Quanzhen Sect.

If it wasn't for the cooperation of Vulture Palace this time, Li Zhifan definitely wouldn't have brought people here by himself.

"That Niubi, I remember you seem to be Wang Chuyi's fifth disciple, what is your name Li Zhifan?"

Li Zhifan shivered and put on a smile.

"Master Lin...Long Shaoxia, long time no see."

Long Peng sneered twice, not surprised by his "ability to bend and stretch".

There are many such people in Jianghu, and there are also many Quanzhen sects.

"Tell me, is Zhen Zhibing dead?"

Li Zhifan's heart was pounding, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Please ask Uncle Ma to go out before taking charge, Brother Zhen...ahem...Zhen Zhibing's injuries are mostly healed."

"Real Ma is out, he is lucky..."

Long Peng raised his hand, and pressed his long sword on Li Zhifan's shoulder, "Where is Zhao Zhijing, that bastard?"

"He...he returned to Zhongnan Mountain not long ago."

The blade was bloodied.

Li Zhifan fought in two battles, crying bitterly, feeling out of breath, crying, "Young Master Long, Hero Long, your lord has a lot, so please spare Xiaodao's life, Xiaodao can make a poisonous oath, never Your whereabouts will not be revealed."

"Hehe...All of you people have lost all the face that the Quanzhen veterans earned while messing around in the rivers and lakes."

Kicking him away, Long Peng said coldly, "Go back and tell Qiu Chuji that Long will remember his palm in his heart, and he will return it someday!"

"Yes, yes, Xiaodao will definitely convey it."

Li Zhifan got up as if he had been pardoned, and ran down the mountain, as if there was a ghost chasing his soul behind him.

"Rats."

Seeing his crap, Long Peng sneered, and then thought that he had been hunted down by such a group of rats for more than half a year, and the sarcasm on his face gradually turned into self-mockery.

click -

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Long Peng returned to the ruined temple, but he didn't see the dead tree, which felt a little strange.

"Master? Master Deadwood?!"

Long Peng searched around, but there was no one there, only a letter on the altar and handwriting on the side.

[Please benefactor, please send this letter to Tianlong Temple, I thank you. 】

[This time I left without saying goodbye, I hope the benefactor will forgive me, and I also ask the benefactor not to pursue it, to make the old monk happy, if there is a chance to meet again, the old monk will talk with the benefactor all night. 】

[One heart is good, smile peacefully, may the benefactor be free and worry-free. 】

Long Peng froze in place, pursed his lips, and sighed, "If he can meet Grandmaster again, he should have entered the innate realm..."

"It's just... I don't know if I can see the master again." Long Peng shook his head and sighed.

moment.

Long Peng took out the "Blood Knife Sutra" in his arms and read it carefully.

"Blood Knife Sutra" is divided into two chapters.

One is to practice moves externally, and the other is to practice internal skills internally.

Long Peng is not good at swordsmanship, and has no intention of studying this martial art in depth, he mainly wants to broaden his horizons.

Martial arts journey.

It is better to be proficient than to be a master, but you should be more proficient in martial arts of other schools.

In the future, when you compete with disciples from other factions, you can also see through their moves and gain an advantage.

But Long Peng was thinking.

In the future, martial arts will increase and knowledge will be extensive. After mastering a hundred unique schools of thought, you can discard the dross and extract the essence to create the most suitable martial arts for you.

"This martial art is indeed weird and powerful, it's no wonder that the ancestor of Xuedao was able to gain a foothold in Tubo, and it was even on par with that 'Dalunming King' Jiumo Zhidou, and there were back and forth."

Long Peng was very gifted, he had the ability to remember with a photograph, and to recite by ear. He memorized the content of the sutra just once, and then threw the "Blood Knife Sutra" into the bonfire, turning it into fly ash.

"The internal injury is estimated to heal in less than half a month."

Long Peng sat cross-legged and rubbed his empty stomach, he was a little hungry.

"At that time, I still have to focus on "Bone Changing Chapter". This martial art can strengthen the vitality and strengthen the body. It is my main reliance now."

"Dali is thousands of miles away from here. If I run on one pair of legs now, it will take years of monkeys and months to get there. I still need horses, and I don't know if the little money I have is enough to spend..."

……

The night was getting thicker, and the crescent moon had disappeared into the clouds at some point, and the surrounding was silent and dark.

In such an environment, Long Peng thought about the future arrangements in his mind, but felt calm and comfortable.

(End of this chapter)