Chapter 189 The old monster shows off his evil ways
Ding Chunqiu has always regarded himself as an orthodox member of the Xiaoyao Sect. Even though he caused Wu Yazi to betray his disciples, in his opinion, he was still an orthodox member of the Xiaoyao Sect.
The sect rule of the Xiaoyao sect is that whoever has good martial arts skills will be the leader. This is also the sect rule set by Ding Chunqiu later after he founded the Xingxiu sect.
A carefree person is unrestrained and free-spirited.
Secular sects take morality and character into consideration when selecting successors. Their intentions are good, but the result is often that they select a group of hypocrites and liars who deceive the world and commit despicable and shameless things under the guise of being aboveboard. What's more, Worse still, fellow sects kill each other and frame each other. This is how many once-famous martial arts sects have declined.
As an authentic Taoist sect, the Xiaoyao Sect believes in the immortality of great saints and the immortality of great thieves. Therefore, when passing on the inheritance to the sect, the so-called considerations of moral character are directly removed, and respect is judged by martial arts, regardless of whether your martial arts are eccentric or neutral. , as long as you can overpower your fellow sects and convince others, you are the leader. If someone disobeys the leader's orders, they can challenge the leader at any time. Those who succeed will be first, and those who are capable will be on top.
However, when Wu Yazi chose his successor, he changed the rule of martial arts to a competition not only in martial arts, but also in various schools of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. As a result, Ding Chunqiu, who had been diligent in practicing martial arts and was obviously superior, did not get the chance. He has inherited the position of leader.
Ding Chunqiu was so dissatisfied with Wu Yazi's obvious favoritism that over time, he finally killed his master.
Even after so many years since he harmed Wu Yazi, Ding Chunqiu still calls him an "old thief" when he thinks of Wu Yazi.
In Ding Chunqiu's view, it was a heinous crime for Wu Yazi to favor Su Xinghe, and it was an unforgivable crime for him to not pass on the superb martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect to him.
As for Wu Yazi's careful teaching, imparting knowledge and solving doubts for more than ten years, it was not within Ding Chunqiu's consideration.
The so-called beasts are nothing more than this.
After learning that Su Xinghe was going to use the Zhenlong chess game to select the successor of Xiaoyao Martial Arts, Ding Chunqiu was furious and took only a dozen of his capable disciples from Xingxiu Sea to the Central Plains all the way through the starry night. For Ding Chunqiu, this was his first time.
On this day, Ding Chunqiu and his disciples stayed at an inn.
Ding Chunqiu was carried away in a sedan chair carried by four people. He sat high in the sedan chair and found a group of country fools to play and play along the way. His disciples played and chanted loudly and sang praises, which attracted the attention of passers-by.
As soon as the sedan chair landed, a disciple lay down and used his body as a ladder for Ding Chunqiu to step off the sedan chair. Two other disciples ran to the door of the inn, laid out a three-foot-long red blanket in advance, and then respectfully Step aside and wait for Master to enter.
When the people in the inn saw this scene, they thought some big shot was coming, and they all fled. The originally bustling inn suddenly lost more than half of its people.
Although he was beaten by Murong Fu last time and fled in embarrassment, Ding Chunqiu still didn't have much memory this time. In his opinion, that experience was just an accident. At most, Murong Fu just took advantage of his superior martial arts skills. If you have to fight for hard power, Murong Fu is still young, so how much power can he have?
Ding Chunqiu swaggered off the sedan chair and walked into the inn. All the disciples sang in unison: "Old Immortal Xingxiu, his magic power is boundless. Old Immortal Xingxiu's magic is driving the Central Plains. His magical power is unparalleled and he unifies the world!"
Ding Chunqiu looked at the attentive disciples under him with satisfaction, nodded, waved his hand and said, "Not bad, everybody, get up."
The three fingers of his left hand were chopped off by Murong Fu with the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Now he made a glove using the best jade from Kunlun Mountain mixed with fine iron to put on his hand. The outside of the glove was poisoned. Although this hand was not as good as
It was more flexible before, but the toxicity has become more severe.
Ding Chunqiu had just sat down when he heard someone in the corner chuckle. Although the laughter was very light, it was still heard by Ding Chunqiu's disciples. They all glared at the laughing person in the corner and shouted: "
Little bald donkey! Why are you laughing?!"
The people on this table were none other than Xu Zhu and others who had gone down the mountain to contact the heroes of various factions under the orders of Xuan Ci. Headed by Xuan Nan and assisted by Xuan Ji and Xuan Tong, they led a group of monks from the Hui generation and the Xu generation around.
Distribute hero posts and invite heroes from all walks of life to Shaolin to discuss how to deal with Murong Fu.
And the one who laughed out loud just now was Xu Zhu's senior brother, Xu Qing.
Ding Chunqiu glanced at Xuan Nan and the others coldly, then put on a warm smile and said with a smile: "Where is this young master? Why did he laugh at the old man just now?"
Seeing that the other party spoke in a humble and polite manner, Xu Qing became even more proud, and gestured arrogantly: "It doesn't matter if I tell you. We are all disciples of Shaolin, the largest martial arts sect in the Central Plains. This is the head of my Shaolin Bodhidharma Academy.
Uncle Xuannan! Ding Chunqiu, you, a defeated dog who escaped from Murong Fu's hands, how can you have the face to brag about your extraordinary powers?
Since the last time Xuan Bei was killed, the Xuanzi monks from Shaolin Temple always travel together in groups of three to avoid being attacked and assassinated by the enemy.
Xuan Nan frowned slightly when he heard Xu Qing's arrogant words. But when he thought that the other party was Ding Chunqiu, a notorious old man, and he felt that he had three masters from the temple gathered here, Ding Chunqiu did not dare to make any mistakes.
The most important thing is that Ding Chunqiu, as a master of the evil sect, has been running to the Central Plains again and again. He obviously has the intention to interfere in the affairs of the Central Plains. It is said that the Xingxiu Sect is best at deceiving people and deceiving people. If the Xingxiu demons are allowed to become popular in the Central Plains,
Wouldn’t it hurt the reputation of Taishan Beidou in Shaolin martial arts?
Therefore, Xuannan just said something salty: "If you are empty and pure, you must not make mistakes."
Xu Qing saw that his uncle Taishi just said this calmly, and he felt even more proud when he knew that his uncle had acquiesced in his actions.
He is smart by nature and is best at observing the thoughts of his elders. He will know what the elders are thinking when their faces change. When Ding Chunqiu came in just now, he noticed that the three elders frowned obviously, so he opened his eyes
After a while, I figured out the thoughts of several high-status Shaolin monks.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Immediately, I felt happy and showed off in front of the elders. I will be promoted in the temple in the future. I believe that my performance today will definitely give me extra points.
Quite a few.
Xu Zhu on the side was kind-hearted and did not want to argue with others. He kept pulling on his senior brother's sleeves and said: "Senior brother, stop talking!"
Xu Qing threw Xu Zhu's sleeves away and scolded: "You idiot, what do you know?"
Xu Zhu was not angry when Xu Qing scolded him, he just lowered his head, sighed, silently recited the sutra, and whispered: "Sin, sin!"
Xu Qing rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to his ignorant junior brother. He continued to mock Ding Chunqiu: "Ding Chunqiu, if you are scared, just go back and forth wherever you go, and don't set foot in the Central Plains again in the future. From now on, in the world,
There will be less harm and more purity!”
This taunt made everyone laugh, and the inn was filled with a happy atmosphere. In another corner, two well-dressed men were leaning over the desk and laughing: "Young Master, that's well said!"
Ding Chunqiu's disciples turned pale with anger, scolded each other, and rushed to express their loyalty in front of their master.
In another corner, four people were sitting around a table. The middle-aged scribe at the head was fat and had a rosy face. He was drinking a glass of wine in one hand and didn't care about what was happening in front of him. The other scribe had a
A large bowl, and more than half of the wine in the bowl has been drunk. The other two people are holding knives and swords, and are dressed as warriors.
It was these two warriors who laughed earlier. These people were none other than Deng Baichuan, Gong Yegan, Bao Bubu and Feng Bo evil, the four generals of Murong's sect.
Feng Bo smiled evilly and said: "Brother, everyone talks about how great Ding Chunqiu is. I don't think it's a big deal. A young monk in Shaolin Temple dares to humiliate him like this."
Deng Baichuan glared at Feng BoE, who immediately shut his mouth.
Gong Yeqian shook his head and said: "Fourth brother, don't underestimate this Ding Chunqiu. The young master mentioned this person to me last time. The young master said that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts was only slightly weaker than that of the Tubo monk Jiumozhi. As for the poison skill, he said
Not to mention the poisonous tricks, you must not underestimate this person."
Hearing what Gong Yeqian said, the expressions of the other three people changed. They knew clearly what kind of martial arts the Tubo monk Jiumozhi had, and they believed that even if they worked together, they would not be the opponent of the Tibetan monk.
Ding Chunqiu was actually only slightly weaker in Murong Fu's evaluation. It is not difficult to imagine how high his martial arts skills were.
Ding Chunqiu was aroused by Xu Qing here, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly recovered and said with a smile: "It turns out he is an eminent monk from the Shaolin Temple. I have admired him for a long time!"
Xu Qing was very proud, thinking that Old Monster Ding had such a vicious reputation, and he had to be polite to him when he saw him today. In the future, his name would definitely spread throughout the world.
He laughed so proudly that his face twisted: "Haha, haha, haha." Unexpectedly, just after laughing for the third time, he fell to the ground and lost all breath.
Xu Zhu was shocked when he saw his senior brother fell down after laughing a few times for no apparent reason. He quickly stepped forward to support him and said with concern: "Senior brother, senior brother! What's wrong with you?"
Xuan Nan's expression changed. He never expected that Ding Chunqiu's methods would be so terrifying, killing people invisible in an instant. Seeing Xu Zhu supporting Xu Qing's body, he shouted: "Don't touch it!"
Where did Xu Zhu react? Among those who just pinched his senior brother with his fingers, he felt that his senior brother was not breathing at all, and he was shocked and said: "Uncle Tai, senior brother, he, senior brother, he!"
Xuannan stood up and recited the Buddha's name: "Sin, sin! Donor Ding, I, a Shaolin disciple, only offended you with my words. I will punish you by the Shaolin Discipline Academy when I return to the temple. Why are you so cruel and want to kill?"
Seeing Ding Chunqiu kill a Shaolin disciple with one hand, the Feng Bo Evil people on the side broke out in a cold sweat, secretly glad that they had not offended the other party.
Ding Chunqiu said with a smile: "Master, how can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air? This little monk obviously fell down on his own. What does it have to do with Ding? According to what the master said, if someone accidentally falls down while walking on the road in the future, it will be the same.
What did someone Ding do?"
As he said this, he snorted coldly in his heart.
Just now, Ding Chunqiu secretly used his internal power to send the poison of Xiaoyao Sanxiao Powder to the little monk Xuqing. There is almost no cure for Xiaoyao Sanxiao Powder. Death will inevitably occur after three smiles, and it is difficult to cure the gods and ghosts. The difference is only for those with profound skills.
You can live a little longer. How many years of skill can little monk Xuqing have? So basically you will die if you get it.
But what surprised Ding Chunqiu was that the young monk who reached out to help Xu Qing did not show any abnormality after being touched by Xu Qing's body.
However, he didn't take it too seriously. He originally came to Zhongzhong with the intention of snatching away Xiaoyao's martial arts and establishing his authority, so it was not bad that he came to the door in a somewhat indifferent way.
Xuan Ji and Xuan Tong stood up and said, "Ding Chunqiu, you have committed murder and hurt my Shaolin disciples. Today, my brothers and sisters are here and I must not spare you!"
A big battle was about to break out before his eyes, and the remaining people in the inn ran out one after another.
Ding Chunqiu said: "Since these are eminent Shaolin monks, how come they do not cultivate their character? This young monk offended the old immortal, and the old immortal sent him to a blissful life. Do you want to join him?" Ding Chunqiu looked at the several Shaolin monks.
Monk, I feel that the martial arts of the three Xuanzi monks are quite strong. It would indeed take a lot of effort to rely on their own martial arts, but if poison is used, these people are not a hard nut to crack.
Xuan Nan said: "In that case, Master Ding, please come back to Shaolin with us!" As he said that, Xuan Nan flicked his sleeves and used the Qiankun in the Sleeves of the seventy-two stunts instantly. The broad monk's robe was like a
The big eagle spread its wings and rolled towards Ding Chunqiu.
At the same time, Xuan Ji drew out his sword, and Xuan Tong waved his Zen staff to attack Ding Chunqiu alternately from left to right.
They were all afraid of Ding Chunqiu's poison, so they tried their best to avoid contact with Ding Chunqiu during the operation.
The three people attacked in a pincer formation, and Ding Chunqiu's movement was as graceful as a butterfly walking through flowers. The attack of these people seemed fierce, but it did not even touch the corner of Ding Chunqiu's clothes.
Just when a few people were fighting fiercely, a Buddha's name came out from outside the inn: "Amitabha. It's not appropriate for several Shaolin comrades and old man Xingxu to lecture on martial arts sutras here. It's better to listen to the young monk and stop each other.
, How about the two families stop fighting?" As soon as he finished speaking, three figures had already arrived in front of everyone. The leader was wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, with a kind face, and his handsome face was like a pearl. The other two also had a long breath,
He has profound internal strength and follows Jiumozhi.
Deng Baichuan and others looked at each other and said to themselves, "Oops, why is this person here?"