Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Chapter 126: Keeping this root of trouble will only bring disaster (please subscribe)
Lu Nianchou had been practicing hard at Zhongnan Mountain for more than half a year, and now he was no longer what he used to be. Coupled with his unparalleled lightness skills, even though he jumped from the cliff, he did not panic at all.

He tapped his toes lightly on the cliff, using all his strength to slow down his fall. At the same time, the sheathed sword in his hand hit the cliff from time to time. He used the force in succession, as if he was banishing an immortal, and slowly fell from the cliff. Falling slowly.

The bottom of the cliff is right in front of the ancient tomb, and you can have a panoramic view of the scene below from mid-air.

This location is extremely delicate. I don't know if it's a coincidence or Ma Yu did it intentionally.

At this time, the sky was darkening, night was covering the sky, and the bright moon was slowly rising.

If anyone looked up, they could see a ghostly figure slowly falling from the cliff.

……

At this time, Yang Guo, by chance, had entered the ancient tomb.

Although this Tomb of the Living Dead is called a tomb, it was actually a stronghold that Wang Chongyang built using thousands of manpower and taking several years before he started to rebel against the Jin Dynasty.

Weapons, armor, food and grass are hidden in it, and countless ingenious mechanisms are deployed to fight against foreign enemies.

After a gambling battle between Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying, the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect, he lost this ancient tomb to Lin Chaoying.

Now in this huge ancient tomb, there are only Xiao Longnu and a mother-in-law named Sun. The two depend on each other in this dark ancient tomb and never go out.

Grandma Sun was overjoyed by Yang Guo's arrival. She had raised Little Dragon Girl as a daughter, but deep down in her heart she still wanted to have a boy.

Yang Guo was naturally handsome and could talk, coupled with his tragic life experience and pitiful experiences, which immediately made Grandma Sun feel compassionate.

But there are rules in the ancient tomb, and outsiders are not allowed to be guests, let alone men to stay here.

Seeing that it was getting dark now, Xiao Longnu asked Granny Sun to send Yang Guo away.

Although Granny Sun was unwilling, she did not dare to violate the rules of the ancient tomb, so she could only lead Yang Guo towards the outside of the ancient tomb.

At this time, outside the ancient tomb, Quanzhen disciples were already surrounded, led by Yin Zhiping, a disciple of Ma Yu's sect.

This man and Zhao Zhijing were fighting overtly and covertly, and had been vying for the position of the third generation leader. Although his martial arts was slightly inferior to Zhao Zhijing's, his Taoism was profound and his prestige in the sect was higher.

Yang Guo killed his fellow disciples, and Lu Nianchou severely injured Zhao Zhijing. The entire Chongyang Palace was alarmed.

Hao Datong, one of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, personally led many Quanzhen disciples to the ancient tomb to capture Yang Guo.

It was just that Hao Datong was concerned about the relationship between the ancient tombs and the Quanzhen sect, and did not want to bully the smaller one and ruin the friendship between the two families, so he hid on the side and asked Yin Zhiping to come forward to beg Yang Guo.

Grandma Sun and Yang Guo had just walked out of the tomb door when they saw a young man with a jade-like face, a Taoist crown on his head, and a gray Taoist robe opposite, saluting with a sword in both hands.

"Yin Zhiping, a disciple of Quanzhen sect, is ordered by his master to meet Miss Long."

Behind Yin Zhiping, there were seven or eight Quanzhen disciples and four other Taoist fire masters, carrying the seriously injured Zhao Zhijing and the tragic death of Lu Qingdu.

Yang Guo broke away from Granny Sun's hand, stepped forward, and said loudly: "I'm here, it's up to you to kill or cut me up."

When Zhao Zhijing's eldest disciple saw this, his face showed an angry look, and he stretched out his hand to snatch Yang Guo back.

Just at this moment, a sheathed long sword roared from high in the sky, piercing the air like a powerful crossbow.

Zhao Zhijing's eldest disciple subconsciously took a step back and saw the sheathed long sword nailed to the ground in front of Yang Guo at a terrifying speed, half buried in the ground.

Keng!
The sword hilt shook slightly, making a clear buzzing sound, as if it was about to be unsheathed.

At the same time, an indifferent voice sounded from high in the sky and spread in all directions, showing an extremely profound internal skill.

"Yang Guo, is your life so worthless?"

"You will risk your life at every turn."

"Is what you're doing worthy of your dead mother?"

Everyone subconsciously followed the sound and looked up, and saw a figure dressed in white, like an immortal, slowly falling from the sky, with his toes pointed accurately on the hilt of the sword.

He stood with his hands tied, his clothes fluttering, and his long hair hanging casually behind his back. His skin was like jade, and under the moonlight, he looked like a banished immortal, transcending the worldly world.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

As soon as Yang Guo saw him, a look of surprise appeared on his face and he shouted loudly.

Lu Nianchou did not turn around to look at him. He just looked at Yin Zhiping in front of him and said, "Uncle Yin, please come back."

"I'm here today, Yang Guo, you can't take me away."

The eldest disciple of Zhao Zhiqing was already filled with anger because Lu Nianchou had seriously injured his master. However, he knew that he was not his opponent, so he did not dare to make any move during the confrontation just now.

At this time, he knew that there was a real person from Guangning, Hao Datong, supporting him in the woods nearby. He became more courageous and could not hold back the anger in his heart.

He strode forward, shook his sleeves, and shouted: "Lu Ying, Yang Guo killed his fellow disciples, contradicted his master, and defected from the disciples. His crime is unpardonable."

"You privately taught Yang Guo martial arts and seriously injured my master. This is a heinous crime. Are you still stubborn at this time?"

Lu Nianchou looked cold and said calmly: "So what?"

"You..." Zhao Zhijing's eldest disciple was speechless for a moment. Looking at the other party's indifferent expression, he felt angry and aggrieved.

But he didn't have the courage to do it anyway.

Lu Nianchou stepped on the hilt of the sword and remained motionless. The white robe on his body rustled in the night wind, and his long hair danced wildly, as if he was about to ride the wind away.

Yin Zhiping raised his eyebrows and said in a stern tone: "Lu Ying, your master Li Zhihua and I are both disciples of the master, so you should call me uncle."

"Master, are you so rude to my face?"

Lu Nianchou couldn't help but laugh softly, but what he said shocked everyone.

"I call you uncle, it's for my master's sake."

"Otherwise, are you worthy?"

When Yin Zhiping heard this, he could hardly believe his ears. He pressed the hilt of the sword tightly with his hand and said in a cold voice: "Lu Ying, do you know what you are talking about?"

Lu Nian replied calmly and calmly: "From today on, I, Lu Ying, will no longer be a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect."

"I only recognize Li Zhihua as my master, but I don't recognize you cats and dogs as my elders."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to take Yang Guo away, first ask me about the sword in my hand. Do you agree or not?"

When these words came out, the Quanzhen disciples present suddenly became noisy.

Master-disciple inheritance is very important in martial arts, especially in famous sects such as Quanzhen and Shaolin. The martial arts of the disciples are inherited from the sect.

Those who betray their master are often cast aside by the martial arts world and become despised scum in the world.

Even among the Quanzhen Sect disciples present, many of them privately worshiped and admired Lu Nianchou, and were even dissatisfied with Zhao Zhijing's handling of things.

But when they heard that Lu Nianchou had dared to betray the disciples openly and claimed that he was no longer a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, everyone changed their expressions.

Yin Zhiping drew his sword out of its sheath with a clang, and said in an extremely cold tone: "Today we will not only take Yang Guo back, but we will also escort you, this arrogant, rude, and audacious evildoer back to the door. middle."

"If you are not severely punished, I am afraid that all the disciples in my sect will think that the rules in my teaching have become just a decoration."

"Lu Ying, please draw your sword. Today I will teach you a lesson for Li Zhihua and let you know what the rules are."

Lu Nianchou had his hands behind his back, and his tall and straight figure looked a bit ethereal in the strong wind and moonlight.

"Zhao Zhijing can't even catch my sword."

"Your martial arts skills are even worse than his. Do you dare to attack me?"

When Yin Zhiping heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, and without any hesitation as his mind was running, he shouted: "Disciples, listen to the order and set up the Beidou Tiangang Formation."

Following his order, the six Quanzhen disciples beside him glanced at Lu Nianchou. After a slight hesitation, they surrounded him from both sides and formed the Tiangang Beidou formation.

Yin Zhiping said coldly: "To deal with this kind of treasonous traitor and traitor to the master, don't show mercy, just take it down for me."

After saying that, he destroyed the sword array, and the seven sharp long swords, flashing with cold light, rushed towards Lu Nianchou who was standing on the hilt of the sword.

Although Yin Zhiping is slightly inferior to Zhao Zhijing in martial arts, he is quite sophisticated in Taoist kung fu and is more proficient in the operation of the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation.At this time, seven third-generation disciples joined forces to set up a sword formation, instantly setting off a storm of sword light, engulfing Lu Nianchou's figure, causing him to be intercepted no matter what movement he made.

"Senior Brother Lu, be careful!" Seeing this, Yang Guo couldn't help but shouted anxiously.

When Grandma Sun saw this, she snorted coldly and said, "In front of our ancient tomb sect, we can't allow Taoist priests like you to run wild."

As soon as she finished speaking, she began to hum in a low voice, intending to summon the Yufeng raised in the mountain to drive away these Quanzhen Taoist priests.

"Thank you, Senior, for your help."

"But there's nothing they can do about me."

"Senior just needs to protect my junior brother and watch from the sidelines."

In the heavy sword light, Lu Nianchou's voice spread extremely clearly.

The long sword under his feet shook violently, and he exerted slight force on his toes. He flapped his arms and spread them out like wings. His figure soared into the air, flying into the air like a crane.

"You alone are worthy of using the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation in front of me?!"

"It's so ridiculous!"

His words still echoed in the sky, and the sword under his feet had already been kicked to the hilt.

The long sword that had not been released from the body for a long time was like a bloodthirsty and violent dragon. It let out a thrilling sword cry, burst with cold light, and the three-foot long sword was ejected in an instant.

There was a clang, and the sword light was circling and sweeping in all directions.

Clang!
The Quanzhen disciples in the field felt as if their eyes were dazzled. The long sword actually refracted the bright moonlight in the sky extremely delicately and imprinted it in their eyes.

Although it was not as dazzling as the sunlight, this sudden change also caused everyone to narrow their eyes and stagnate.

At this moment, a hand as white as jade was pressed against the hilt of the sword.

hum!
The sword light was cold and swift, even brighter and colder than the bright moon in the sky.

With a chill that penetrated people's hearts, the sharp sound of breaking through the air enveloped the seven Quanzhen disciples who were attacking at the same time.

"What a terrifying swordsmanship!"

Yin Zhiping, who was the first to bear the brunt, was horrified. He never expected that a teenage fourth-generation disciple could be so exquisite in swordsmanship.

He couldn't help shouting, and the long sword in his hand moved like a dragon and snake, drawing a semicircular white line in the air to meet the sword light.

Lu Nianchou clasped his left hand behind his back, holding a long sword horizontally and vertically. Amidst the passionate roar of Qingyue, the sword light burst out. Wherever the sword edge passed, the extremely sharp blade cut ripples in the night wind. .

Dang!

Weapons clash!Sparks fly!
Yin Zhiping's expression suddenly changed, and he felt a powerful force strike the weakest point of his sword with great precision.

The true energy he blessed on the sword melted like ice under the scorching sun under the influence of an extremely strange force.

"not good!"

The moment the sword edge touched his body, Yin Zhiping's face twisted and he let out a loud roar.

With the life and death crisis imminent, he realized why Zhao Zhijing was defeated by this person at first sight.

The swordsmanship of the young man in front of him was extremely exquisite and unpredictable. He was able to directly hit the weak points of his own sword moves, and he also had a special force-breaking power that caused his own true energy to collapse.

With one strike of the sword, all his resistance was shattered.

His face was extremely solemn, his body suddenly twisted like a long snake, the long sword in his hand was raised high, and then he suddenly threw it towards the enemy.

If an ordinary person were to face this sudden sword, especially at such a close distance, it would be difficult to avoid it.

Moreover, there were six other disciples around who had their swords dropped, so this situation was extremely dangerous.

However, Lu Nianchou seemed to have expected it. He didn't even look at it. He turned slightly to one side and avoided the attacking sword.

As fast as lightning, he stepped in front of Yin Zhiping in one step, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out, like a cold poisonous snake, cold and terrifying.

Yin Zhiping never expected that the opponent would be able to avoid his killing move at the critical moment and rush towards him without any hesitation.

"Break it for me!"

He let out a wild scream, and the true energy in his body surged crazily. He used the Quanzhen sect's top palm technique, the Ice-breaking Fist, to intercept the enemy's long sword.

But it's too late!
Although he had developed his true energy, he had only just penetrated the twelve main meridians, and none of the eight extraordinary meridians had been opened. He unleashed killing moves one after another, and his energy inevitably dropped.

When Lu Shuang broke the ice, Lu Nianchou did not dodge or evade. He met the attack with his left palm, deflected the opponent's sword with the long sword in his right hand, and kicked Yin Zhiping in the chest, causing the enemy to scream and hit the ground with the sound of cracking bones. .

Yin Zhiping rolled to the ground, his body covered with dirt, and he no longer looked as elegant as before.

He sprayed blood from his mouth, curled up together, and was speechless for a long time.

With a clang, the long sword in Lu Nianchou's hand did not stop, like a long dragon, it hit the six long swords around it.

The sword light arced away and passed through the air. Amidst the fierce clash of weapons, it forced the remaining six Quanzhen disciples back.

boom!
The faces of the six Quanzhen disciples were a little pale, their internal organs were raging violently, they gritted their teeth, and stepped back one after another, stopping after seven or eight steps.

Among the remaining six Quanzhen disciples, one was Zhen Zhibing.

Lu Nianchou kept moving, slashing with his long sword, targeting Zhen Zhibing, and using his long sword to transform three pure beings with one qi.

The sword light was like a thunderbolt, instantly knocking his long sword away, and then raging through his lower abdomen with great ferocity.

"what……"

Zhen Zhibing suddenly let out a horrible scream, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, which was heartbreaking. Just hearing it made people feel creepy and sent chills down the spine behind them.

I saw that the Taoist robe under his lower abdomen was torn open by the cold sword edge, revealing a big hole.

A dark mass fell to the ground accompanied by scarlet blood.

He instantly fell to his knees on the ground, his body trembling, and a high-pitched roar came out of his throat.

His eyes were full of blood, and he was covered in cold sweat due to the severe pain. The veins on his originally fair face were even more exposed, making him extremely ferocious.

"I... my..."

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Several other Quanzhen disciples who were watching the battle changed their expressions and rushed over quickly.

"Senior Brother Yin!"

"Senior Brother Zhen!"

No one expected that Yin Zhiping and other three generations of disciples formed the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation, but were still defeated by Lu Nianchou with a single sword in just a few breaths.

Yin Zhiping fell to the ground, and Zhen Zhiping suffered unspeakable trauma!

"Oh!"

Zhen Zhibing screamed miserably and covered his lower body with both hands, but blood was still pouring out, and veins popped up on his face, showing endless anger and despair.

"Lu Ying, I'm going to kill you!"

Lu Nianchou sheathed his sword and stood up, and said in a calm tone: "A person who practices Taoism should have no distractions. Keeping this root of trouble will only cause disaster."

"I'm doing this for your own good, you should be grateful to me!"

　No more today, sorry, I have been thinking about the plot and wrote several versions.

　　Although the outline is finalized, the feeling of writing it is completely different. I have been writing the detailed outline today and sorting out the details of the upcoming plot.

　　The update will be back to normal tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)