Talented martial arts system

(Khan, I saw a brother asking why I didn’t update it yesterday. I remember that when I posted the last chapter the day before yesterday, I should have said it at the end. I met an old classmate yesterday, and I really didn’t have time to code. This brother forgives me .Sorry...will make up, there is Chapter 3 today.)

The man was still leaning on the table, and said again: "Hey, there are as many sins as there are romantic debts. The disciples and elders of the Hengshan Sect are extremely bad."

Ling Jing raised his brows, saw this man lying on the table with disheveled hair, unable to see his face clearly, glanced at him, but saw a huqin beside the table, the body of the qin was old and yellowed, his heart moved, he had already guessed it person's identity.

He laughed, cupped his fists and said, "Senior Mo, why are you joking with the kid?"

The man suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he swept across Ling Jing's face coldly. It was Mr. Mo Da, the head of the Hengshan School, "*Yeyu".He snorted, and said: "Boy, you have brought the disciples of the Hengshan School to swagger through the city of Fuzhou, do you know that the century-old reputation of the Hengshan School will be destroyed by your hands?"

Ling Jing sat down opposite Mo Da. For this senior of the Hengshan School, he still had [-]% respect in his heart, and he didn't feel annoyed when he heard the words. For the senior sisters and junior sisters of the Hengshan School, I dare not have the slightest arrogance."

Mr. Mo Da sighed, and said: "Although you abide by the etiquette, but there are so many people in the world, how can you stop Youyou's mouth." Looking at Ling Jing, he said: "I heard a group of nuns from the Hengshan School in Hunan. Walking through the city with a handsome young man, all the gossip has spread to my Hengshan City, Brother Ling, do you think the century-old reputation of the Hengshan School has been completely destroyed in one day?"

Ling Jing smiled wryly. How could he have thought so much about saving people at that time, but now it seems that he led a group of disciples of the Hengshan School and walked through the downtown area with weapons in hand. It was indeed too conspicuous.

"Senior Mo, this younger generation really didn't think carefully about this matter, but I also have my own difficulties." Immediately, he told the story of how the Hengshan faction was ambushed and trapped at that time. After finishing speaking, I saw Mo's deep voice Without saying a word, he immediately took the hip flask on the table and poured him a glass of wine.

Mo Da raised the wine glass, poured it into his mouth, and suddenly put the empty glass heavily on the table again, saying: "Zuo Leng Chan intends to annex the four sects and unite into one big sect, in an attempt to compete with the two major sects of Shaolin and Wudang. His conspiracy has been going on for a long time. Although it was hidden, I have already seen some clues. o His grandmother, he did not allow me, Junior Brother Liu, to wash his hands in the golden basin, and secretly helped Huashan Sword Sect to compete with Mr. Yue for the palm In the final analysis, the position of the sect is all for this. I just didn't expect him to be so bold and reckless, to dare to attack the Hengshan faction blatantly."

Ling Jing shook his head and said, "He's not blatantly brazen. He originally pretended to be a demon sect. If he wanted to force the Hengshan sect, he had no choice but to agree to the proposal of joining the sect."

Mr. Mo Da nodded and said: "That's right, his next move is to deal with the Taishan sect's Taoist priest. Hmph, although the demon sect is poisonous, it may not be as poisonous as Zuo Lengchan. Brother Ling, you are no longer here A disciple of the Huashan sect, the idle cloud wild crane, restrained, don't worry about his orthodox demon sect. I advise you to go to Shaolin Temple as soon as possible, even if you go to rescue that young lady Ren, just marry her. Others don't come to drink you I would rather come to drink three cups of your wedding wine. Is he a bitch, afraid of being a bird?” Sometimes he spoke very elegantly, but sometimes he added a few vulgar slang words, saying that he is the head of a school, which is really a bit inappropriate. picture.

Ling Jing frowned slightly, and asked: "Senior Mo, is it already known that Yingying was trapped in Shaolin Temple?"

Mo Da laughed and said: "The little brother is also a romantic person, and he was so fascinated by the little lady of the Demon Cult that she was willing to imprison herself in the Shaolin Temple for you. I know that the little brother is definitely not an ungrateful person, so I just talked nonsense. I'm sorry." He raised his wine glass, respected Ling Jing from a distance, and drank it clean.

Ling Jing smiled wryly, and accompanied him with a glass of wine.

"Brother Ling, although this matter is not known to everyone, it is said that other than the Hengshan School and me, the heads of the other three schools of the Five Sacred Sword Sect have already rushed to the Shaolin Temple, and Qingcheng, Kong Dong, Wudang and other well-known sects in the righteous way will surely not stand idly by." Mo Da took a deep look at Ling Jing, and said with a half-smile: "If you want to rescue Miss Ren, I'm afraid it will not be an easy task. ah."

Ling Jing smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Anyway, if you can save it, you have to save it, and if you can't save it, you have to save it. Senior Mo, do you think so?"

Mo Da laughed out loud, with a calm tone, and said: "This is the man of my generation! Come on, little brother, Mo Da will not get drunk with you today or return."

The two drank several cups, but Mo Da suddenly frowned and said: "Brother Ling, many heretics have gathered in various places recently, and it is said that they have agreed to attack Shaolin Temple together on December [-]th." He raised his head. Come on, looking at Ling Jing with burning eyes, and asked: "What do you think about this matter?"

Ling Jing said indifferently: "These gangsters are also sincere in order to save Miss Ren. However, I don't want to go to Shaolin Temple with them."

He has always been a loner, not used to cooperating with others, and these heretical people have always been rebellious and willful. He is not arrogant enough to think that he can command the world's heroes by himself.

But Mo Da shook his head and said: "No. Little brother, these people are fighting on their own. If they attack Shaolin in one go, no matter whether it is good or evil, there will be heavy casualties. If little brother can order these people to stop, it can be less Do many murders."

Ling Jing was silent for a moment, and then said: "Senior, I'm afraid this matter is not easy to do."

Although he is terrified of fighting alone, there are more than tens of thousands of evil masters in the arena, how can he subdue these many people. [

Mo Da sighed when he heard the words, and said: "It's true. These heretics have always licked blood with swords and refused to accept discipline. Although my little brother has high martial arts skills, it is not easy to suppress so many people."

Ling Jing smiled indifferently, offered a big cup, and said: "Although this junior cannot stop these many people, I will definitely do my best to stop them from committing crimes in vain."

Although Shaolin Temple rescued him because Linglong was willing to be imprisoned, but no matter what, he was kind to him. Even if he wanted to rescue Linglong, he would not be willing to kill or injure Shaolin Temple disciples.

The two toasted and drank each other, but after half a round of drinking, Mo Da's face was already smoky, and soon after, he passed out drunk on the table.

Ling Jing looked at this senior of the Hengshan School, shook his head and laughed, he really didn't expect this senior to drink so little.He didn't make a sound to wake up Mo Da again, and went to pay for the two tables of drinks, then got up and left the restaurant.

Today's chance meeting with Mo Da also let him know a lot of news. The heretics in Jianghu made an appointment to attack Shaolin on December [-]th, so it seems that there is not much time until now.

Back on the passenger ship, it didn't take long for the ship to continue heading north.

A few days later, Ling Jing changed to land again. This day, he passed by the foot of Wudang Mountain on horseback. He raised his eyes to look up the mountain, and saw the location of Wudang Mountain. In the majestic Taoist Palace, the eagle spread its wings and flew over, looking extremely majestic.

"When we get here, it is already the territory of the Wudang faction." Ling Jing withdrew his gaze, and rode slowly past the foot of the mountain. He didn't walk for a long time, but he heard the noise in front of him. Looking up, he saw a dark figure , Many people have silver lights shining on their waists and backs, obviously wearing weapons.

"Why are there so many people from the martial arts gathering here?" Ling Jing didn't want to cause trouble, and rode past the outer circle of hundreds of high-ranking people, and when he walked to the front of the circle, he saw a man standing opposite the many high-ranking people. A skinny old man, followed by a skinny donkey.

The old man had a leisurely demeanor, and looked at the many brash men with a smile, as if he was not at all afraid that he would be killed by a sword in the next moment.

But the faces of the gangsters on the opposite side were a little ugly. A tall middle-aged man with blue eyes had a serious face, and beside him stood a fat man with a big head and a short body and a middle-aged scholar with a plain appearance. Everyone's faces were a little embarrassed, and they looked at the old man opposite with fear in their eyes.

"Ji Shi, Patriarch of the Yellow River?" Ling Jing recognized these three people as the people he had met on Wubagang at that time, and when he looked at the old man again, Ling Jing suddenly smiled, guessing the identity of this person .

Suddenly, Ling Jing rode his horse and ran straight to the middle of the two parties, and when he was on the horse, he folded his hands and smiled at the three of them: "Three friends, don't be ill."

"Ah! It's Mr. Ling!"

Ji Shi and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they showed great joy, and hurriedly saluted: "My lord, why are you here?"

People behind him shook their heads, and there were constant whispers. Obviously, many people had heard of Ling Jing's name and knew that he was the object of the saint's admiration.

Zu Qianqiu came up to lead Ling Jing's horse, and all the tycoons behind him were even more amazed. Zu Qianqiu and the old man were called "Yellow River Patriarch" in the Jianghu. Humbly went to lead the horse, when everyone was surprised, they couldn't help paying more attention to the young man.

Ling Jing got off his horse, thanked Zu Qianqiu, turned around and said, "We'll talk about this later, but right now there is a highly respected senior who I need to visit."

Ji Shi and the others were stunned for a moment, but Ling Jing had already turned his head, bowed to the emaciated old man who was driving the donkey, and said: "Junior Ling Jing, I have met the head of Wudang, Daoist Chongxu."

The old man's originally dim eyes suddenly flashed a ray of light, looked at Ling Jing, stroked his long beard, and said meaningfully: "You are Ling Jing?"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, the group of heroes behind Ji Shi and the three of them exploded, discussing a lot. No one expected that this ordinary-looking old man would be the famous head of the Wudang sect in the world. It's no wonder that Ji Shi and other three people came together earlier, but they were also restrained by the old man's two moves. If this person is really the Taoist leader of Wulin Taishan Beidou Chongxu, it would not be so strange. [