Martial arts: the beginning of the full-level King Kong is not bad

Everyone was noisy together, until someone shouted: "The owner is here!"

As soon as these words came out, they dispersed one after another, and bowed their hands to the visitor.

"Hello, owner!"

"See the owner!"

The person who came was a middle-aged man, dressed in white, with a stern and clear face, and an air of calm and prestige all over his body. He seemed to be a very reliable head of the family.

This person is the current owner of Cangyun Villa, Cang Jingyun.

This name is very good, and it is very imposing, and it sounds like a master.

Unfortunately, his strength is not very high.

So he himself was often ridiculed because of the name.

"Hmph, one by one, it's just some three-legged cat kung fu, and they are all complacent and complacent. What can they do in the future?"

He frowned, glanced at the disciples sternly, and shouted: "Why are you still standing there, why don't you all go to practice quickly?"

"Today, all of you, give me extra training!"

"No!!"

As soon as this remark came out, the disciples hugged their heads and howled, with melancholy on their faces.

"What, you don't want to practice, do you? If you don't want to practice, get out of Cangyun Villa, a bunch of useless trash, our Cangyun Villa doesn't accept such trash."

It seemed that Cang Jingyun was really angry, and these disciples stopped complaining, and each of them had to get up serious and continue to concentrate on practicing.

Cang Jingyun restrained his expression, walked to a high place, showing a sad face, looked at the bustling disciples below, couldn't help sighing and shook his head.

"There are no outstanding disciples this year. I really don't know when our Cangyun Villa will be able to regain its glory."

"I, Cang Jingyun, am also a waste, I'm sorry to my ancestors in the villa."

Although his strength is not very high in Jianghu, he is also discerning, so it can be seen at a glance that few of these disciples can become weapons.

It is really unrealistic to expect these people to revive the villa.

"Father, don't do this. I believe we will have a chance to revive the reputation of the villa. If we brothers and sisters work harder, we will definitely have a chance!"

Behind him, a young man clenched his fist and said firmly.

He is Cang Jingyun's eldest son, Cang Wangfeng, who is also the elder brother of his disciples.

"Feng'er, there is no hope for being a father. You are much more promising than your father. The hope is all on you young people."

Cang Jingyun sighed and patted his son on the shoulder.

Chapter 121

Cang Wangfeng's talent is much better than his own. He is only in his 20s now, and he is already a master in the middle stage of congenital. It is very hopeful that he can reach the realm of a master in this life, which is the hope of their Cangyun Villa.

"Don't worry, dad, I will definitely live up to expectations in the future!"

Cang Wangfeng clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of determination.

He has known the aspirations and wishes of the whole family since he was a child, and he has been carrying these ideals forward. This is the family's long-standing wish, the wish of his father, and the wish of his grandfather.

Because of this, he has made up his mind since he was a child that he must revitalize the villa in the future, so from the day he was able to pick up the sword, he has never slacked off practicing for a day, and has always kept this goal in his heart.

When Cang Jingyun saw that his son was promising, he was naturally extremely relieved.

If you give him a little time, his son will definitely be able to surpass himself.

But what their villa lacks most now is time.

"Father, are you still worried about that?"

Cang Wangfeng saw his father forced a smile, but then he still had a sad face and couldn't help asking.

Cang Jingyun nodded and sighed; "Yes, this thing is too precious, once the news leaks out, we will definitely face disaster!"

"With our current strength, how can such a fetish be desired by us?"

Cang Wangfeng stepped forward to comfort and said: "It's okay, Dad, didn't you tell Jin Yiwei about the matter, you are willing to dedicate things to the emperor, presumably their people should arrive soon."

"With the imperial court making decisions for us, no one would dare to do anything to us."

Although it is embarrassing to take refuge in the imperial court, if they don't do this, it will not be a reputation, and they will not even think about saving their lives.

Cang Wangfeng continued to analyze calmly: "We have blocked all news about this matter, outsiders should have no chance to know."

"As long as we can successfully take over with Jin Yiwei, no one will be able to make things difficult for us."

Cang Jingyun raised his head and sighed, looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Paper can't contain fire, I'm afraid, things have already been leaked."

Cang Wangfeng just wanted to open his mouth to argue that it was impossible, but at this moment there was a miserable cry from a distance, "Villa Master, the Villa Master is not good, something happened down the mountain!!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of both father and son changed drastically.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a blood-soaked disciple limping and hurrying up the steps, shouting what happened.

"Someone is forcibly breaking into the villa, and all the senior brothers fought hard, but, including the second senior brother, all of them were killed!"

"what!!"

This sentence spread to the ears, and the faces of those disciples practicing swords were all pale.

Their second senior brother was a master in the mid-innate stage, but he was slightly lower than Cang Wangfeng, so he was killed just like that?

What kind of strength does that person have?

Cang Jingyun took a deep breath, ignoring his sadness, his expression suddenly became gloomy, and an aura of calmness in the face of danger emerged from his body.

"Everyone, act and prepare to meet the enemy!"

With the blessing of his inner strength, his voice spread like thunder on the flat ground to every corner of the entire villa.

The disciples who had been in a panic before, seemed to have found their backbone after hearing his voice, calmed down immediately, and began to approach the mountain gate in coordination.

"Hahahahaha."

Accompanied by a burst of incomparably wild laughter, a voice drifted over.

His lightness kung fu is very profound, he glides in mid-air like a bird for a long time, and then falls heavily on the ground like a huge boulder.

"Boom—"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the true energy flew horizontally and immediately threw the dozen or so disciples around like broken sacks.

Cang Jingyun's eyes were serious, and he tightly clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

He knew that this time it might be more or less auspicious.

It's just this lightness skill and landing hand, the strength of the visitor is not weaker than him.

"Amitabha, I am really flattered that there are so many people welcoming me."

The diffuse smoke and dust dissipated, and the figure of the visitor gradually emerged.

I saw that this person was wearing a monk's robe, a pair of monk's shoes on his feet, and his head was bald, with only a few glaring ring scars.

No one thought that the person who came was actually a monk.

"Bone Burial Monk, it's you..."

When Cang Jingyun saw the person coming, he immediately recognized his identity.

"Hehe, that's right, it's my servant, the benefactor Cang has really admired him for a long time."

He smiled and yelled the Buddha's name, and made a Buddhist ceremony with his palms together in front of Cang Jingyun.

The burial monk seemed to be smiling all the time, and his behavior was always polite. It gave people the feeling that he was really an eminent monk.

It's a pity that this can deceive others, but Cang Jingyun cannot be deceived.

At this moment, his spirit was tense, and he was staring at the bone-burial monk with extreme vigilance, holding the hilt of the sword firmly in his hand, ready to draw his sword for a fight at any time.

Because the bone-burial monk is not a serious monk at all.

He was born in the orthodox Zen school of Buddhism, and he was also taught by eminent monks in his sect. In the future, he should have the hope of becoming an eminent monk who attains the Tao, to serve the world by hanging pots, and to educate the world.

But who knew that a few years ago, he didn't know what kind of stimulus he was, and he actually killed all his fellow apprentices when he was traveling, and defected from the sect.

Since then, the bone-burial monk has become a well-known evil person in the world.

Why is the dharma name called burial bones?

This is what he made for himself.

Just because he made up his mind to kill all the common people and bury all the bones of the world in the future.

Since the Buddha is also difficult to save the world, then I will find another way.

He has blazed his own path, which is to prove the way by killing.

Aren't people in the world tormented by all kinds of pain?Then kill.

As long as a person dies, there is no pain.

There is no more pain, isn't this the same as getting rid of the sea of ​​suffering? Because of this, he became a bone burial monk.

He often said with a smile: "In order to save the common people in the world, that's why I have to kill all the common people in the world."

So he started his own killing journey.

Of course, no matter what he said, everyone knew in their hearts that he had just fallen into the devil's way.

Although he is still a monk on the surface, he has actually become a murderous demon.

Since defecting a few years ago, he didn't know how many people he had killed in these years.

And wanting to compare with ordinary cult members, he not only kills people in the Jianghu, but even civilians.

Even more civilians were killed in his hands than Jianghu people.

He didn't even feel that he was doing evil, but proclaimed the Buddha's name in his mouth, threatening that he was saving people from the sea of ​​suffering, and his merits and virtues were immeasurable.

Among evil people, he is the one that is not welcome.

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