Go through with a plug-in

Chapter 175 Inheritance
But Lingqing thought too much, after the smoke and dust cleared, the figure of the man had already disappeared, not to mention the disciples of Longhu Mountain, even those who robbed the cotton-padded quilts with the man, the man did not take the opportunity to take away a single person.

Seeing that the man disappeared, those martial arts practitioners quickly showed signs of decline. The martial arts practitioners who thought that the man could fight Lingqing to relieve their pressure were shocked to find that the man had escaped alone.

While criticizing men verbally and in writing, these people were all executed under Ling Qing's intervention.

Fortunately, Longhu Mountain is a Taoist farm, and they don't like to kill. They were only imprisoned for seven days to make an example. Otherwise, if they were in the beggar gang or the devil's sect, their heads would have already been killed.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that they dare to act wildly in Longhu Mountain. They know that they will not die, and there are even some people who will be proud of it. Being imprisoned by Longhu Mountain can also become their bragging capital.

Seeing these martial artists with different expressions, Lingqing shook his head slightly, signaling his disciples to take them down.

"Everyone, what happened in Longhu Mountain is our negligence. Please forgive me. Lingqing is here to apologize to everyone." Lingqing looked at the hundreds of people and people from the world in front of him, and actually bent down and bowed. bowed.

"Master Lingqing, I can't help it. It's those people who ruined our reputation. In the future, we must make their disgusting public." Seeing Lingqing's actions, there was an emotional martial artist Said excitedly.

"That's right, we must let those beasts know how powerful we are."

"Really, it's not your fault, it's all their fault."

All of a sudden, there was a lot of chatter in the crowd, most of the words were comforting Ling Qing and despising those martial arts people.

Seeing the attitudes of these people, Lingqing smiled slightly, not asking these people to exaggerate, as long as they tell the truth, not only will those martial arts people be reprimanded by the world, but also the reputation of Longhu Mountain will be improved.

It's just a pity that the man escaped, otherwise he would be imprisoned in Longhu Mountain for ten years if he was not killed, so that he could repent.

Seeing a group of Longhushan disciples squatting or sitting, bandaging each other's wounds, Lingqing thought bitterly, fortunately those martial arts practitioners were not impatient, otherwise it would not be impossible for some people to die, and it was a blessing in misfortune.

Seeing these injured Longhushan disciples, those ordinary people and martial arts professionals took action to bandage and disinfect them. It must be said that there are many people and strength, and those who wandered the rivers and lakes knew how to disinfect, and those ordinary people were able to wrap the gauze tightly. Very tidy.

Lingqing smiled reassuringly, and turned her eyes to the purple bamboo forest, wondering what's going on there, and whether the master's injury will heal.

The man clutched his heart, spitting out blood, staggered into a bamboo forest, he didn't care to tell the direction, the man ran towards the depths of the forest.

At this time, the man just wanted to stay as far away from Lingqing as possible, and just now he had just met Lingqing's palm, and his internal organs were almost shattered. If he hadn't channeled all his internal energy to protect his heart at the last moment, he might have already It's already a corpse.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, Lingqing's temper is still like this, not at all like a monk.

The man was full of resentment in his heart, just now Lingqi really wanted to take his life, not like Lingnan, who only wanted to hurt the enemy even though the strike was ruthless.

While cursing Lingqing, the man rushed into the depths of the purple bamboo forest. He didn't realize that the biting cold had disappeared.

"My lord, how do you feel now?" Wen Tao withdrew his true energy, helped Xuan Jing up, sat on the jade bed, and asked with a smile.

"Master Wen, your kindness will never be forgotten by old age." Xuan Jing circulated the true energy in her body according to her words, and the original pain and blockage disappeared, replaced by a smoothness and warmth that had never been seen in 30 years .

Hearing Xuan Jing's words, Wen Tao smiled and said, "My lord, all the virus remnants in your body have been dispelled by me. From then on, you don't have to worry about getting backlash."

Xuan Jing showed a kind smile, looking at Wen Tao, the more she looked at her, the more pleasing she was, not only because Wen Tao healed his injury, but more importantly because he felt from Wen Tao that only his master could feel it. Pure Taoist Qi.

"Master Wen, may I take the liberty to ask, who did you study under?" Xuan Jing endured for a long time, but still asked this question.

After the words were out of her mouth, Xuan Jing stared at Wen Tao's face, as if she wanted to see from Wen Tao's face whether what Wen Tao said was true or not.

The waves on Wen Tao's face disappeared, his face was calm, but his heart was struggling.

When he came to this world, he never disclosed his life experience to anyone. It was one aspect to shock the world, and more importantly, Wen Tao couldn't believe others.

Be it Ku Yu, Wu Jiantong, Liu Qingyi, or even Wei Luoxiang, he didn't dare to believe it easily. If people in the world really knew that he was not from this world, it would be a good thing to say that he didn't want to see everyone will The eyes of himself as a monster.

After thinking for a long time in his heart, Wen Tao still shook his head slightly. Even though he saved Xuan Jing just a moment ago, he still didn't dare to tell him the secret easily. The sects here are still in a state of competition.

Apart from Xuan Jing, Wen Tao also knows that Longhushan and Wudang can coexist, but they cannot coexist. Only when the critical moment of life and death is reached, can the two families cooperate unsuspectingly. Now, it is far from the time.

Seeing Wen Tao's entanglement, Xuan Jing knew in her heart that she was too hasty, and sighed in her heart, Xuan Jing said: "Master Wen, you are old and reckless."

Hearing this, Wen Tao just shook his head and said, "Really, it's not that the younger generation doesn't want to reveal the master's heritage, but it's because the master has a destiny. Before the next generation revitalizes Wudang, his name must not be revealed."

Wen Tao's words are half-truth and half-false, even Xuan Jing can't tell the truth, if it is reasonable, it is also reasonable, and if it is unreasonable, it is also unreasonable.

It is normal for some seniors who value their own reputation very much not to want others to reveal their names, especially when disciples and apprentices have not yet gained fame, they rashly put out their names to embarrass themselves.

But what made Xuanjing suspicious was that according to what Wen Tao said, since Wudang is a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, why has I never seen this sect after searching all the books? Is the nameless generation.

What's more, since Wen Tao was born, everything he has done has shocked the world, especially the battle of the Turkic imperial court, which made Wen Tao's reputation surpass Li Tai, and he became the darling in the eyes of the emperor.

It is this kind of person, why the master is an unknown person, Xuan Jing doesn't understand, and dare not explore too much.

If it is true as Wen Tao said, Wudang is a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, and there must be countless cards. No gang has been passed down for thousands of years, and even Longhushan has only a few hundred years of history.

(End of this chapter)