I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 116: Di Qinglin, the Seven Dragon Leaders of the Qinglong Society!

Just when Gu Changfeng and others arrived at Wudang.

Shaolin Temple, outside the angry Buddha hall.

A gray-robed monk in a cassock came running over, knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together and shouted loudly.

"Disciple has something important to ask for an audience with the angry master!"

After a full half a quarter of an hour, the door of the Buddhist hall opened automatically. The gray-robed monk quickly stood up and ran inside, keeping his eyes straight ahead. Finally, he saw the angry old monk with a solemn appearance and golden glow, who was meditating with his eyes closed.

The gray-robed monk fell to his knees without thinking and spoke tremblingly.

"Grandmaster, the Qinglong Society's mission has failed. According to the news, Gu Changfeng has now returned to Wudang safely."

"what?"

Numu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of rage, the long beard under his chin moved without wind, and behind him, a ferocious shadow of a three-headed and six-armed Dharmadhatu appeared faintly.

boom! Click!

An extremely terrifying pressure filled the air, and the gray-robed monk felt as if he was being pressed down by a mighty mountain, and the ground beneath his knees exploded instantly!
Puff! A mouthful of blood spurted out, and even the bones in his body made sounds of being overwhelmed.

Fortunately, this terrifying pressure was only fleeting. The gray-robed monk collapsed to the ground, his body drenched in sweat, breathing in deep gulps of fresh air.

He thought that it was a good thing that he was practicing horizontal kung fu, otherwise, with the hint of pressure revealed by his angry eyes just now, an ordinary grandmaster would probably be crushed into a meat patty in an instant.

"what is going on?"

He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

The gray-robed monk did not dare to slack off. He dragged his seriously injured body and quickly got up from the ground and explained.

"According to the information gathered by my disciples, the Azure Dragon Society sent out five Grand Masters, and they were holding Peacock Feathers."

"No one knows the details of the process, but the result is that five grandmasters of the Azure Dragon Society died, but Gu Changfeng is alive and well."

There was a gleam of disbelief in his angry eyes.

"Five grandmasters, plus a powerful weapon like the Peacock Feather, couldn't defeat Gu Changfeng? How is this possible?"

The gray-robed monk knelt on the ground and didn't dare to speak.

He was also extremely confused in his heart, as the Peacock Feather could even kill a strong man who was at the state of unity between man and nature.

Not to mention anything else, even the Shaolin Grandmaster who practiced the Golden Bell Cover and was known for his defense would not be able to resist it at all. He couldn't imagine how Gu Changfeng did it.

He took a deep breath with an angry look on his face and asked again.

"What did the Qinglong Society say?"

The gray-robed monk reported the truth.

"The middleman from the Azure Dragon Society sent a message yesterday, saying that he would report to the Dragon Head immediately and would reply to the disciples after making a decision."

Hearing this, he glared and sneered.

"Heh, I remember that the person in charge of the Azure Dragon Society during this period was their Seventh Dragon Leader Di Qinglin, right?"

"The Qinglong Society suffered such a huge loss this time. With that guy's sinister and treacherous character, he will never let it go!"

"I am looking forward to seeing who he will send this time."

Then the gray-robed monk hurriedly said again.

"By the way, I accidentally found out that Gu Changfeng seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with the Saintess Shi Feixuan of Cihang Jingzhai, and he will go to the Great Sui territory and enter the Heavenly Demon Tomb in a month."

Hearing this, he looked angry and his eyes showed coldness.

"Demon Tomb? Oh, the helper that Cihang Jingzhai is looking for is Gu Changfeng? What a narrow road for enemies!"

"The things in the Demonic Tomb are extremely important to our Shaolin's plan in the Great Sui Dynasty. We cannot afford to lose them, and we cannot let Wudang gain any advantage."

"Gu Changfeng actually came over again. It seems that he was born to be incompatible with Shaolin."

After a brief pause, he gave the order again.

"Gu Changfeng is quite a demon. The sooner we get rid of him, the better. We can't pin all our hopes on the Qinglong Conference."

"There are restrictions in the Demonic Tomb, and only warriors at the Grandmaster level can enter."

"But fortunately, my Shaolin has already mastered all the information in the Demon Tomb."

"Well, notify Wuhua and ask him to take advantage of the special environment in the Demon Tomb and find an opportunity to get rid of Gu Changfeng!"

The gray-robed monk quickly accepted the order and left.

After his figure completely disappeared, he looked at his right arm angrily, which had now completely recovered.

He muttered to himself with hatred in his eyes.

"Zhang Sanfeng!"

"Once we get the thing from the Heavenly Demon Tomb, that will be the time when our Shaolin and Shen Hou plans will truly begin."

"When the time comes, I will definitely avenge this broken arm!"

at the same time.

In an inconspicuous valley on the Kyushu continent.

A figure covered in a black robe quickly leaped over and stood in front of the mountain wall.

He looked around, made sure there was no one around, then reached out and pressed towards the mountain wall.

Strangely, when his palm touched the mountain wall, the rock rippled like water waves, and a door about ten feet high appeared. Behind it was a dark hole that led to nowhere. The man in black robe saw this without any hesitation and stepped in.

After his figure completely disappeared, the door also disappeared. From the outside, it was still an ordinary rock wall.

After entering the stone wall, the man in black robe was in a narrow corridor. There was a dim oil lamp on the left and right walls at intervals, which could barely illuminate the road in front of him and gave off a gloomy feeling.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, after turning a corner, the view in front of the man in black robe suddenly became clear.

What comes into view is a huge archway that is twenty to thirty feet high, with various exquisite reliefs on it.

If you look closely, you can find that these reliefs are all various cruel punishments, such as being torn apart by five horses, burning with fire, and so on.

In the middle of the archway, there are three large characters full of murderous intent engraved: Qinglong Society!

The man in black robe took a look at the archway, then looked away and continued walking forward. Behind the archway was an arch bridge with an ancient shape.

You can see that behind the arch bridge is a huge square, which is as big as a football field in later generations.

A river similar to a moat surrounds the entire square, but what flows in it is not clear river water, but a bright red and smelly liquid like blood.

The black-robed man's expression remained unchanged, as if he was accustomed to all this. He walked across the arch bridge, crossed the square, and looked towards the end of the high steps above.

There were seven pure black thrones placed there in sequence.

At this time, the six thrones on the left were all empty, except for the throne on the far right, where sat a pale and handsome man in snow-white clothes. His left hand was around a beautiful woman in revealing clothes, which was out of place with the surrounding eerie and terrifying environment.

This person is none other than Di Qinglin, the leader of the Seven Dragons of the Qinglong Society!
The man in black robe looked straight ahead and half-knelt in salute.

"Your subordinates pay their respects to the Seven Dragon Leaders!"

Di Qinglin glanced down and spoke with a cold and indifferent expression on his face.

"You usually don't come here to see me unless it's something important. Tell me, what happened?"

The man in black robe continued speaking without even raising his head.

"Reporting to the Seven Dragon Leaders, the five Poison Dragons were ordered to assassinate Wudang Sect's Gu Changfeng, but they failed in the end and died on the spot."

"I don't know whether I should continue to attack Gu Changfeng. Please let the Seven Dragon Leaders decide!"

The smile on Di Qinglin's face disappeared, coldness appeared in his narrow eyes, and his left hand unconsciously increased its strength.

The beautiful woman in her arms trembled in pain, but she clenched her teeth and dared not make any sound.

Suddenly, Di Qinglin loosened his left hand, stood up from the throne, and walked forward.

The strange thing was that each of his steps was not on the ground, but in the air, and he walked step by step to the man in black robe.

If there were outsiders here, they would be extremely shocked.

Flying in the air, that is the symbol of a strong person who has reached the state of unity between man and nature!

Di Qinglin looked down at him, his eyes seemingly without any emotion, and slowly bent down.

The man in black robe lowered his head, his forehead inside the hood was covered with cold sweat, and then he heard Di Qinglin's voice ringing in his ears.

"You mean, five Grandmasters, plus the Peacock Feather that my Azure Dragon Society spent fifteen years crafting, were unable to kill a mere young man who had just entered the Grandmaster stage?"

"And you're asking me whether I should continue to take action?"

The man in black robe swallowed his saliva, suppressed the fear in his heart, and answered bravely.

"Yes, it is"

puff!
A pale hand suddenly passed through the back of the man in black robe. In the palm, a bright red heart was beating continuously, making a thumping sound!
Five pale, slender fingers applied gentle force.

Bang!

The heart was crushed like a tomato!

Heh~ Heh~
The man in black robe looked down at the hand that was inserted into his heart, and emotions such as regret and disbelief flashed across his eyes before eventually losing their luster.

boom!
Di Qinglin kicked the black-robed man's body away with a flick of his hand, and it landed in a river of blood with incredible precision.

Gulu!
In an instant, countless strange fish with sharp teeth swarmed over and in just two or three breaths, they had eaten the corpse into a pile of bones, which sank into the river.

Di Qinglin turned around expressionlessly, walked step by step to his throne, looked down at the beautiful woman and asked.

"Tell me, should I continue to send people to kill Gu Changfeng, or should I stop here and return the Shaolin's things?"

The beautiful woman's teeth were chattering with fear and she spoke with trembling all over.

"Nunu family feels that Gu Changfeng is really hateful. He actually caused our Qinglong Society to suffer such heavy losses."

"The Dragon Head should continue to send people to take this man's head!"

After a suffocating silence.

"bingo!"

A smile as warm as spring breeze suddenly broke out on Di Qinglin's face. He gently picked up the beautiful woman who was so frightened that she could hardly sit still, held her in his arms, and spoke to himself.

"If I give up on hunting him down after killing a few people from my Qinglong Society, wouldn't that make people in the martial arts world think that I, Di Qinglin, am afraid of Gu Changfeng?"

“No matter whether you are the number one genius in Jiuzhou or a top disciple of Wudang, if you are targeted by my Qinglong Society, you will die!”

"Well, isn't the Holy Son about to come out of seclusion soon? Why not let him go?"

The beautiful woman breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like her heart was about to jump out.

She understood that if she had given another answer just now, she would probably have been thrown into the river of blood to feed the fish.

Suddenly she felt a chill on her body, and Di Qinglin's sickly and distorted face slowly approached her.
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