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"Follow the leader's order!"

Tens of thousands of people answered in unison, the sound shook the wilderness, masters such as Ji Shi, the ancestor of the Yellow River, Zhu Xu and others couldn't help being shocked when they heard this torrent of echo.

Ling Jing nodded in satisfaction, and thought that it was too late today, and it was really inappropriate to continue on his way, so he immediately arranged for Qunhao to rest in the wilderness for a day, and he brought Ji Shi, Huang Boliu, Zhu Xu and others to a secluded place where.

In a small mountain depression, Ji Shi and others looked at Ling Jing's back with burning eyes. He stood in front of everyone, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and his thoughts changed sharply.

The Shaolin Temple battle was definitely not as easy to deal with as he imagined, despite the large number of people on his side, but now almost the entire world is rushing to Shaolin Temple, including the Wuyue Sword Sect, Kongtong, Emei, Kunlun, Qingcheng and other sects. What's more, there are two martial arts leaders, Shaolin and Wudang, waiting for me and others. [

"You have to think of a perfect plan."

Ling Jing pondered for a while, then turned around slowly, swept around the crowd, and said, "Brother Ji, I am not as good as you in strategizing and arranging the overall situation. In the future, how should all friends behave properly? It depends on your arrangement."

Ji Shi bowed and said: "Yes, Young Master. Ji Shi will definitely not dare to slack off." Since Young Master thinks highly of himself so much, he naturally dare not take anything off.

Ling Jing nodded, and said to the others: "Actually, among the tens of thousands of horses, there must be many people like Li Yuanhe. Now maybe they will be intimidated by my martial arts or our power. Don't dare to do it again. But I'm afraid there will be some disputes in the future. If I separate from everyone, please help Brother Ji."

"Isn't it the right thing to say what the young master said." Everyone said quickly.

Ling Jing smiled slightly, and then murmured: "This time we went up the mountain to welcome the holy lady. The momentum is huge. People in the righteous way must have got the news early in the morning. I'm afraid there are many traps waiting for us on Shaoshi Mountain. Throwing a net. Therefore, we have to be cautious about this matter."

Ji Shi nodded and said: "My lord is right. There are not all pedantic fools in this orthodox way. If we make such a big commotion, if they don't prepare an ambush in advance, it will be a big joke."

There was a look of thought on everyone's face, Lan Fenghuang said: "Little brother, since we now know that there will be an ambush of the righteous way ahead, what should we do? No matter what the Shaolin Temple is, we have to go up." Okay."

"It's natural." Ling Jing pondered and said, "I called everyone here today, and that's what I'm talking about." Immediately, he asked a few people to get closer, and began to discuss with their heads bowed.

In the early morning of the next day, all the people led various people and horses to set off again. After traveling a hundred miles, suddenly a group of people and horses separated from the left road.They went straight to the northwest, and in the afternoon, there was another group of people heading northeast.

After that, for several days, the team of tens of thousands of horses continued to divide and stayed at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.Only Ji Shi and Patriarch Huang He arrived with 3000 troops, and the rest of Lan Fenghuang and others, including Ling Jing, were all missing.

Qunhao climbed Mount Shaoshi.Unexpectedly, there was no obstruction along the way.Everyone was clamoring and yelling loudly outside the Shaolin Temple, but they heard the silence inside the Shaolin Temple, not even a single monk came out.

"Brother Ji, it seems that what you expected is not bad, there are really strange things in Shaolin Temple." The old man looked at the gate of Shaolin Temple and said in a deep voice.

Ji Shi nodded, waved his hand to stop the angry scolding of his subordinates, and said: "Young Master Zhizhu is in your hands, we can act according to plan."

He selected [-] masters from the people behind him and walked into the Shaolin Temple behind the three of them.Entering the temple, I saw that the huge Shaolin Temple was empty. I walked up a stone step, passed the front yard, passed the front hall, and came to the Daxiong Hall. I saw the majestic appearance of the Tathagata Buddha, but there was a thin layer on the ground and on the table. of dust.

"It seems that the monks in Shaolin Temple have already fled." Zu Qianqiu reached out and wiped the incense stand in front of him, his fingertips were covered with a lot of dust, and said with a frown.

"Hmph!" Ji Shi sneered, and said, "The gang of thieves are indeed as treacherous as ghosts, I'm afraid that the holy aunt will be transferred to another place by them. Fortunately, the young master is very good at planning, let's go, let's talk to the young master. the place where it is."

He sent a few people outside the Shaolin Temple to invite other people to come in, and he and the ancestor of the Yellow River turned into a corridor.

In fact, Ling Jing has been following not far behind Ji Shi and others, almost following them, and entered the Shaolin Temple, but his lightness kung fu is far superior to everyone else, so no one has been able to discover him. whereabouts. [

"The Shaolin Temple has been evacuated, but I don't know where Linglong is hidden by them." Ling Jing frowned and walked in the empty Shaolin Temple, step by step, with blue lights in his eyes, scanning the surrounding houses continuously, passing through two Chongyuan, arrived at the back hall, suddenly, he stopped, looked at a wing room in the northwest corner, his face changed.

"Why are they here?"

Ling Jing's heart sank, and he quickly ran out of the wing room, kicked open the door, and rushed in.

There was a faint groaning sound from the room, and I saw two old nuns lying on the ground, one had a kind face, but his face was pale, as if he had already passed away, the other was tall and lying on his side On the ground, a weak moan came from her mouth.

"Master!" Ling Jing slid his feet, stepped in front of the old nun, and stretched out his hand to help her up, but it was Master Dingyi of the Hengshan School. As for the other old nun who had died, he was the head of the Hengshan School Mrs. Men Dingxian.

He really didn't expect to find these two people lying here in Shaolin Temple, one dead and one wounded, and his thoughts suddenly changed.

"Master Dingyi, who is it that hurt you?" Seeing that her breath was weak, Ling Jing quickly stretched out his hand to feel for the pulse, and immediately his face darkened.

Master Dingyi opened his eyes slightly, and after a long while, finally there was a slight movement, and his lips moved slightly: "Lingling Shaoxia needle embroidery needle"

"Needle?" Ling Jing's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, he quickly helped Mrs. Dingyi to sit on the ground, supported her shoulder with one hand, made a wrong foot, and dodged in front of her.

"Master, don't talk, I'll suck out the hidden weapon in your body first!"

Ling Jing knew that this old nun might not last long, if the embroidery needle was allowed to stay in her body, she would die within a short while.

Master Dingyi nodded lightly, but couldn't say a word.

Ling Jing raised his right palm, his five fingers were slightly bent. From the appearance, he couldn't see any injuries on Master Dingyi at all, so he drew his palm on Master Dingyi's body from a distance, and slowly moved his palm back.

"laugh!"

A tiny silver light shot out from Master Dingyi's chest, a cold light flashed in Ling Jing's eyes, and he stretched out two fingers to clamp it.

Master Dingyi spat out a mouthful of blood too violently, and his body began to shake.

Ling Jing didn't dare to be negligent, turned to the back of Mrs. Dingyi, put one hand on her back, and injected her internal force into her body.

With one hand, he injected internal energy into Master Dingyi's body, but with his right hand, he held the silver needle in front of his eyes.This silver needle is very small, different from ordinary embroidery needles, it is expected that Master Dingxian must have died under this kind of hidden weapon.

This rare hidden weapon is obviously a master of "Sunflower Collection".

"Nowadays there are not a few masters who cultivate the "Sunflower Canon". Who did it?" Ling Jing frowned slightly, but this matter can be known clearly only when Master Dingyi gets better.

After about a cup of tea, there was already a white mist rising above Master Dingyi's head, like an auspicious cloud covering the top of the head, looking blurry.

"call!"[

Ling Jing slowly recuperated, and Master Dingyi's complexion was finally no longer as pale as before.

"Thank you Shaoxia Ling for saving my life." Master Dingyi supported the edge of the bed, stood up slowly, and looked at Master Dingxian's body on the ground, with a look of grief and resentment on his face again.

"Master, you don't need to be polite." Ling Jing sighed, and said in a deep voice: "Master, can you see clearly who attacked you?"

Master Dingyi turned around and looked at him with extremely strange eyes, which confused Ling Jing for a moment.

"It's Yue Buqun of the Huashan School, that is, your former master." The face of Mrs. Defining was full of unconcealable anger, she was silent for a while, and finally said through gnashing of teeth.

"It's him." Ling Jing's expression moved, and he immediately felt relieved. Yue Buqun had already started to practice the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual", and the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" and the "Sunflower Collection" came from the same source. It is not surprising that Qun can learn this vicious flying needle hidden weapon.

Ling Jing pondered for a moment, seeing that the anger on Master Dingyi's face was not gone, and the grief and indignation were inexplicable. Soon after, he slowly shed tears at Master Dingxian's body.

"Master, what are your plans in the future, are you going to expose Yue Buqun's true colors?"

Master Dingyi let out a miserable laugh, and said: ""Gentleman Sword" Mr. Yue is very famous in the martial arts, even if I say it will come out, I'm afraid no one will believe that the famous head of the Huashan School is actually such a person Despicable and insidious villain."

She looked at Ling Jing and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid you don't believe it either?"

Ling Jing shook his head, and said: "I know that the master did not lie about this matter, and I also know that the Lin family's "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" is now in Yue Buqun's hands."

Master Dingyi was slightly taken aback, and said: "You said Yue Buqun practiced the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual"?"

Ling Jing nodded, Master Dingyi's expression suddenly changed, then he laughed and said: "So that's the case, Mr. Yue really had a long-term plan. It turns out that he took the young man from the Lin family in Hengshan City as his apprentice that day for the sake of being someone else's. Sword manual." Sneered a few times, and said with a sneer: "It really is a good plan!"

Seeing that Master Dingyi lost his composure repeatedly, Ling Jing's expression became a little crazy, which was completely inconsistent with the mentality of a monk, so he sighed silently. (to be continued...)

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