Zongwu: People on Peach Blossom Island rely on their understanding to become immortals

Although the enemy reinforcements arrived, they still failed to form an effective resistance against elite troops like Lin Changfeng and Yang Kang.

Under the command of Lin Changfeng, the soldiers of Zhongyuan firmly suppressed the enemy's offensive.

In just a few hours, the enemy began to collapse.

"Chase!" Lin Changfeng shouted, swinging his sword forward.

The enemy retreated faster and faster, and Lin Changfeng's team chased them relentlessly, with great momentum.

Every fall of the enemy boosted the morale of the soldiers of Zhongyuan.

However, just when Lin Changfeng was about to completely defeat the enemy.

He suddenly felt a breath of uneasiness.

His eyes turned involuntarily to Murong Fu next to him, and an inexplicable alertness rose in his heart.

The battle finally had a moment of rest.

Lin Changfeng stuck his sword into the ground, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards Murong Fu.

"Brother Murong."

Lin Changfeng's voice was low and solemn, "You performed well in this battle.

But I have to remind you that if you betray again, I will not give you any chance."

Murong Fu was slightly stunned, then looked up, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes.

He wanted to defend himself, but in the end he said nothing, just nodded slightly.

"I know, Brother Lin."

There was a hint of helplessness in Murong Fu's tone, but he couldn't refute it.

Lin Changfeng looked at him deeply, but there was no sense of relaxation in his heart.

Although Murong Fu did not waver for the time being.

But the ambition for power and revenge in his heart always exists.

And Lin Changfeng must always be vigilant about this.

"However, today's battle is not over yet."

Lin Changfeng changed his tone, "We need to drive the enemy out of the Central Plains as soon as possible to ensure the safety of this land."

Murong Fu nodded in agreement, then turned around and prepared to continue leading the team.

Just as Lin Changfeng was about to continue commanding the battle,

Yang Kang suddenly came over, his face heavy.

"Brother Lin, I'm afraid I have to leave."

Yang Kang's tone revealed a hint of reluctance, "The situation in the Central Plains seems to require me to go back and report."

Lin Changfeng looked at Yang Kang, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Yang Kang's trip is of great significance. As an important official in the Central Plains.

He must always keep in touch with the court and cannot be separated from his responsibilities to the Central Plains at any time.

"Brother Yang, take care."

Lin Changfeng watched Yang Kang's back gradually go away, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

But he also knew that Yang Kang's departure was not the end, but another beginning.

As Yang Kang left.

On the battlefield, Lin Changfeng's eyes turned to Murong Fu again.

"Brother Murong, it seems that this time, you should leave with me." Lin Changfeng said coldly.

Murong Fu was slightly stunned, then looked at Lin Changfeng expressionlessly: "What do you mean, Brother Lin?"

"You did a good job."

Lin Changfeng said slowly, "But I still have to go to Shaolin Temple to see my apprentice Zhou Botong.

Although you helped us in this battle.

But from now on, the grudge between us has been settled.

If you have any ill intentions again, you will bear the consequences."

A complex light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes.

It seemed that he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing, just nodded silently.

"I understand, Brother Lin." Murong Fu replied coldly.

Lin Changfeng turned around and took a step, walking towards the Shaolin Temple in the distance.

Behind him, Murong Fu still stood there, with unspeakable emotions flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, he whispered: "I will never let you leave easily, Lin Changfeng."

Lin Changfeng walked all the way with a firm step.

He knew in his heart that this time he left the battlefield and returned to Shaolin Temple.

It was not just to find a quiet time for himself.

After all, Shaolin Temple has a very important position in the Central Plains martial arts world.

As a Jianghu figure with profound martial arts skills.

It is impossible to completely separate himself from the ups and downs of this land.

When he arrived at the gate of Shaolin Temple, it was dusk.

The ancient walls of the temple were slightly reddish by the setting sun, appearing more solemn and majestic.

Although people came and went in Shaolin Temple.

But Lin Changfeng could feel a long-lost tranquility from it.

At this moment, all the chaos around him seemed to be far away from him.

The guard at the gate saw Lin Changfeng and saluted respectfully: "Mr. Lin, Shaolin Temple welcomes you."

Lin Changfeng nodded and walked into the temple.

His mood was also slightly relaxed because of this familiar scene.

Although he had been in the Jianghu for many years.

Facing the rigor and restraint of these so-called "monks".

He always has an indescribable affectionFeeling.

Entering the main hall, the air was silent.

Only the smell of incense and occasional Buddhist chants came.

Lin Changfeng walked quickly and headed straight to the backyard, where he met Zhou Botong.

As expected, when Lin Changfeng walked into the yard.

Zhou Botong was already waiting there, wearing a simple monk's robe, with a childlike mischievous look on his face.

When he saw Lin Changfeng, he immediately stood up, put his hands together, and showed respect: "Master, you are finally back!"

Although Zhou Botong was older than Lin Changfeng and had even practiced many martial arts a long time ago.

But because he insisted on worshipping Lin Changfeng as his master, he began to accept Lin Changfeng's guidance.

Lin Changfeng never argued with him about this.

After all, Zhou Botong was talented and determined to practice martial arts.

"Okay, stop being so polite."

Lin Changfeng smiled and patted Zhou Botong on the shoulder, "Since you have decided to become my disciple, then follow my arrangements."

Zhou Botong smiled shyly, "Master, I am relieved that you can come back.

I have heard a lot about the turmoil in the outside world, but that is not important.

As long as you are here, I have confidence."

Lin Changfeng nodded, a complex light flashed in his eyes, and then his expression became serious.

"In fact, our relationship as master and apprentice is no longer as simple as simply teaching martial arts.

I came back today not only for the affairs of the world, but also for more important things to discuss with you."

Zhou Botong looked at him, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he quickly restrained his emotions and listened carefully.

Lin Changfeng took a deep breath and said, "Zhou Botong, you were once very famous in the martial arts world, but you also know that pure force and skills cannot solve all problems.

Today, I want to teach you a martial art called 'Extreme Yin Sealing Point Finger'.

This is a special skill that I have studied alone in Shaolin Temple for many years.

It is different from the ordinary use of internal force, and it emphasizes the 'mental method'."

Zhou Botong was stunned for a moment, and then showed a hint of surprise: "Extreme Yin Sealing Point Finger? This is..."

"Don't be impatient, listen to me."

Lin Changfeng said in a deep voice, "This martial art emphasizes the combination of state of mind and finger strength."