Zhuo Lingfeng and Feng Buping came down from Huashan Mountain. They both had their own things to do, so they parted ways.
Zhuo Lingfeng bought a strong horse and galloped along Guanluo Avenue towards Fuzhou.
First, he promised the Lin family to visit Fuzhou in half a year.
Secondly, he thought that Fang Zheng and Chongxu could rely on his own behavior and determined that he had definitely not obtained the "Evil Sword Manual", so Zuo Lengchan and the people of Songshan might also be able to think of it.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.
This time he had to tell the Lin family and his son clearly to take away the "Evil Sword Manual".
If Zuo Lengchan were to get it, he might have been torn between cutting it and not cutting it before, but now he would definitely cut it without hesitation.
After all, this bet is too big for Zhuo Lingfeng and Zuo Lengchan.
No one can afford failure!
At noon that day, Zhuo Lingfeng reined up his horse and stopped in front of a roadside wine shop, preparing to take a rest.
This was a small wine shop with few people inside. Zhuo Lingfeng was in a hurry and was not picky. As soon as he entered the shop and sat down, after checking that everything was correct, he drank five or six large bowls in a row even though the wine was sour and astringent.
After eating something and drinking a gourd of wine, he threw a nail of silver on the table and was about to get up and leave.
I heard the sound of horses neighing outside, and someone shouted: "Lin'er, let's have a drink at Sa's house, and we're on our way!"
This man's voice was very loud, and Zhuo Lingfeng was even more familiar with it.
Only a woman's voice was heard saying: "Dad, too much alcohol is harmful to your health."
"Haha, okay, okay!"
Before they finished speaking, the two of them had already walked in. The one walking in front was a fat monk, none other than Monk Bujie.
The one behind is a beautiful, snow-white little nun with a graceful figure. She is undoubtedly his precious daughter Hengshan Pai Yilin.
As soon as Monk Bujie entered the store, he spotted Zhuo Lingfeng and laughed loudly: "Good boy, I wanted to meet you, but I met you here."
When Yi Lin saw Zhuo Lingfeng, she couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
Zhuo Lingfeng killed Tian Boguang. Although he deserved to be killed, he deduced that Tian Boguang should have come to Shaanxi just under Bujie's order. He smiled bitterly and said: "Master, we are really destined! I'll kill Tian Boguang."
, please don’t be angry, both of you!”.
Tian Boguang was killed by Zhuo Lingfeng in Chang'an, and the news spread throughout the world.
But Yi Lin knew that what he was talking about was that Tian Boguang lost a bet to Linghu Chong and wanted to become his disciple, so she said not to be angry. Her cheeks turned red and she whispered: "Master Zhuo also likes to make fun of others!".
In her heart, she didn't feel much about Tian Boguang's murder.
Bujie even laughed and said: "That guy Tian Boguang has done many evil things. If I didn't let him do things for me, he would have been killed long ago. It will be easier for you to kill him now."
He refused to give up and sat directly next to Zhuo Lingfeng. He picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a bowl. He drank it all in one gulp and said: "You kid still dares to run around in the world so arrogantly. I don't know whether you are an artist or not."
An expert is bold, but he is still confused."
Zhuo Lingfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, why did you say this?"
Bujie looked around and deliberately lowered his voice: "You killed people from the Demon Cult and formed a relationship with those heretical people in the world. Are you really not afraid of people taking revenge on you?"
Zhuo Lingfeng was suddenly startled. He had sobered up a bit from the drunkenness he had been feeling, and asked, "How can I say this? I have never done the next thing."
Bujie frowned and said, "You didn't do it.
More than twenty days ago, I happened to be in Shanxi and heard rumors that more than fifty masters of the Demon Sect were all killed in Jinzhong.
The person who took action showed his true ability and did not use poison or plot. He just killed the person with swordsmanship.
Their battle line was very long, and their corpses stretched for dozens of miles. It was obvious that these people were so stunned that they couldn't even run away even if they wanted to.
Some people have seen corpses, and they were all killed with one blow. The person who did it was so skilled in swordsmanship that people say there is no one else in the world except you.
It's just that these people were all changed into different servers, and some people recognized that one of them was an elder of the Demon Sect, otherwise no one would know that the person who died was a member of the Demon Sect.
It's just that when it comes to the Demon Cult, no one dares to spread the news randomly, and it hasn't spread in the world yet.
But during this time, the heretical people in the world are also inquiring about your whereabouts, such as the Bai Yao Sect, the Yellow River Gang, etc. I thought you killed all the people in the Demon Sect and became friends with them.
Liangzi."
Zhuo Lingfeng looked at Yilin, who blushed and whispered: "Yes, Master Zhuo, you have to be careful! My father and I came from Shanxi.
My master said that the elders of the Demon Sect are all top-notch masters in the world, as well as the more than 50 martial arts masters of the Demon Sect. She really can’t think of anyone in the world who can do so except you who can kill them all in one fell swoop!
"
Zhuo Lingfeng's eyes were fixed and he thought to himself: "More than twenty days ago, when Songshan sent Zhongnan Mountain to besiege me, so many masters of the Demon Sect were killed. Is there anyone else in this world who is so powerful?"
Yi Lin was very surprised and said: "Master Zhuo, weren't you really the one who killed these people?"
Bujie interjected: "Lin'er, what kind of person is Zhuo Xiaozi? Since he said he didn't kill him, he definitely didn't kill him!
This demonic sect has gone against the grain and has enemies all over the world. I don’t know what great masters it has provoked, but they have killed..."
When Zhuo Lingfeng heard "amazing master", his body trembled slightly and his face instantly turned pale.
Bujie saw that he was silent for a long time, and his expression was not right at this time. He was startled for a moment and hurriedly stopped.
Yi Lin whispered: "Having said that, everyone now says that Zhuo Daxia killed the people of the Demon Sect, not to mention that he offended the Songshan Sect, so it is better to be careful.
I heard from my master that the fear of the Demon Cult is not just in martial arts, but in all kinds of conspiracies and conspiracies that are difficult to guard against. You must be extremely careful, Master Zhuo."
Bujie changed the subject again: "But how did you know that Lin'er is my daughter? I have to ask her. Except for the meeting in Hengshan, she has never been out of Hengshan, and no one has ever talked about me being her father..."
Zhuo Lingfeng had been silent all this time. When he heard this, he suddenly shouted: "Master Bujie, little master Yilin, I offer you a bowl of wine!" He picked up the big bowl and drank it all.
Yilin was very surprised when she saw Zhuo Lingfeng finished drinking, put down the bowl, stood up unsteadily, and smiled at Yilin: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter
It’s hard to do it all in ancient times!”
Yilin's face turned red with embarrassment. She came all the way from Shanxi for Linghu Chong. Her father also captured Tian Boguang and the Six Immortals of Peach Valley to find Linghu Chong for her.
Zhuo Lingfeng knew that this little nun was sincere and had made a mistake. Now Linghu Chong could only think about his little junior sister. To put it bluntly, even Ren Yingying had no chance.
"I'll take the first step, you two."
As Zhuo Lingfeng spoke, his body swayed and he had already left the bartender. He flew onto his horse, and the horse neighed and flew away.
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After Zhuo Lingfeng heard the news about Monk Bujie, he still modified himself and pretended to be a businessman, but his mood became heavier day by day.
Because the news that Monk Bujie said has gradually fermented over the past few days, he has left Shaanxi and entered Henan, and he can hear such news along the way.
This was one of the reasons that made him feel heavy. Another reason was the person who took action.
If it was before, he had no clue about that person, but now that Feng Qingyang had said it, he guessed that his master might have taken action.
It's just that based on the hearsay from monks who don't quit, it's easy for people to feel bad after hearing it.
It seemed as if the master was deliberately setting the blame on himself.
Zhuo Lingfeng didn't want to think like this, but he was confused and didn't know the clues, which made him feel a lot heavier.
In the evening of that day, when he arrived in Nanyang, he was about to find a shop to pick up tips. Suddenly he saw a shop assistant coming up to him and said with a smile: "May I ask who you are, Mr. Zhuo? The food and wine have been prepared for a long time. Please come and use it."
"
Who prepared the meal? How do you know him?
Zhuo Lingfeng didn't even think about it or ask, because it was meaningless.
The fact that people can come to invite you shows that your whereabouts have been discovered.
Zhuo Lingfeng entered the store, and the waiter took his horse to load the ingredients.
This large restaurant was actually empty, but the waiters served wine and rice. The dishes were elegant, the pasta was exquisite, and the wine was of the highest quality.
Zhuo Lingfeng looked around, looked upstairs, and said with a smile: "Why don't you come and use it together?"
The shopkeeper came forward and said, "Sir, this restaurant has been reserved just to entertain you!"
After saying that, he picked out another portion of food and wine for himself and ate it in front of Zhuo Lingfeng to show that it was not poisonous.
Zhuo Lingfeng thought to himself: "If it is really poisonous and everyone wants to poison me, it is not impossible for others to eat it but it is not poisonous, and it is not impossible for me to eat it. Why should I let them underestimate me?"
Thinking of smiling brightly, he started eating. The food tasted really good and he ate very happily.
Just as I put down my chopsticks and drank a glass of wine, two women suddenly came down from upstairs.
They are good-looking, and they are dressed in tulle, which makes them even more enchanting. It would be difficult for a man to not be tempted by them when he sees them. Or perhaps it would be even harder not to flirt with them.
But these two women didn't need Zhuo Lingfeng to seduce them, they actually walked over directly, with the fragrance blowing straight to their foreheads.
When the fragrant breeze hit the two of them, Zhuo Lingfeng used his internal energy to hold his breath.
"Uncle, my name is Yu'er."
"My name is Mei'er, and we are here to serve the uncle."
Zhuo Lingfeng smiled and said: "It seems that today I can do whatever I want for free?"
Yu'er smiled sweetly and said, "It doesn't matter if you want to drink here or if you want to go to our place."
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Sir, these two girls are the top girls in the local 'Pin Yufang', and someone has paid your bills on both sides."
Zhuo Lingfeng smiled and said: "No need, I'm tired today, I have to take good care of myself." He threw a few taels of silver to the two women as rewards, then turned and went upstairs.
The two women understood what he meant and did not follow him.
Although there are good people in the world, it seems that there are not many people to treat them to, including eating and drinking.
It's just that Zhuo Lingfeng is still a boy in this life. Even if he wants to fight with a "goblin", he has to find someone clean and can't explain himself casually.
For the next three days, no matter where he went, someone paid the bill for him. Every day when he woke up, as soon as he walked out of the inn door, there was a carriage and a fast horse waiting outside.
It seemed that he was afraid that he would be overtired at night and unable to walk or ride a horse, so he was very thoughtful.
But the real owner never showed up, and I learned from the shopkeeper that these were arranged by people a day in advance, sometimes old people, sometimes young people.
He couldn't imagine what kind of birdman came to do this!
There are not many people in the world with such uncanny hands and eyes.
The leaders of Shaolin, Wudang, and Songshan sects have this strength.
But they are simply impossible.
Not even Zuo Lengchan can.
Because according to the rules of the world, once a date is made, the date has not come yet, even if they meet, they will not settle their grudges.
He thought that Ren Yingying, the holy aunt of the demon sect, had this ability, but she was not Linghu Chong, nor was he the lover of the other party, so he rejected it in his heart!
In view of this, Zhuo Lingfeng had to turn a blind eye every day when sleeping. After three days, he became a little bit uncontrollable. He couldn't help but think to himself: "My whereabouts have been exposed, and every move is under the surveillance of others. In this way,
It won’t matter if you go down!”
The weather was very good that day, with a blue sky and green rolling mountains.
Zhuo Lingfeng flew onto his horse and ran out.
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Riding a fast horse, the horse's hooves stirred up dust.
It was August, and although there was a lot of rain, dust was still flying in the air.
Because it was not raining at this time, the horse shot forward rapidly like a burning arrow.
Zhuo Lingfeng visited three town sites in a row, and took a chance to check it out, but was arranged again.
I secretly sighed: "They made arrangements one day in advance, and I chased them at the first three stations. It's no different from carving a boat in search of a sword!"
He could only continue to move forward quickly, catch up on the time, and find out this pretender.
This is a small road, with two neat rows of big trees on both sides of the road, and the leaves are very lush and green.
Looking from a distance, I saw two people standing in the middle of the road.
Zhuo Lingfeng's eyes narrowed, and he clamped his legs together, causing the horse's hooves to fly, and its speed increased instead of decreasing.
If you are a timid person, you are afraid of being overwhelmed by the momentum of the horse's hooves. Even if you are very courageous, if you are hit by a galloping horse, even if you are not killed, it is normal for you to be trampled and break your arms and legs.
Therefore, normal people should have given way long ago.
But the two men remained motionless. Zhuo Lingfeng counted in his mind, fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters. The two men remained motionless and turned a deaf ear.
It was as if their feet had taken root and could no longer move.
For such people, at this juncture, Zhuo Lingfeng immediately judged that the two of them had bad intentions, and wanted to rush over and let them stay here for the rest of their lives.
But at this moment, the reins were tightened suddenly, and the horse under his hip let out a long roar, and suddenly he stood up.
If Zhuo Lingfeng's martial arts skills were even close, he would not be able to rein in the horse in time, and even if he did, there would be no guarantee that it would not be thrown away by the strong inertia.
Zhuo Lingfeng was about three feet away from the two people. When he got closer, he saw that there should be an ambush in this open space. Because of his amazing eyesight, he saw that there was something wrong with the soil, old and new, so he stopped in time.
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Zhuo Lingfeng listened intently to the sounds of the lush branches and leaves above his head, while carefully looking at the two people in front of him.
They are a man and a woman. The man is blind in his left eye, and the woman is blind in her right eye. They are pale, and they each lean on a crutch. The stick body glows with the same yellow color as gold. The stick body is very thick. If
It is truly made of gold, and its weight is truly heavy.
This man and woman are both in their forties, and their clothing and appearance are those of ordinary down-and-out men and women in the world, but they are carrying such expensive crutches, which is indescribably weird.
At this moment, apart from the sound of leaves falling in the wind, there was only silence.
There was no expression on Zhuo Lingfeng's face, because he heard that there were five people lying in ambush in the trees on the left and right above his head. Their breathing was extremely weak, and they were all martial arts masters.
The person who broke the silence was this blind-eyed man, who suddenly said: "Young knight, I see you are tired from all the work, and your face is tired. Why don't you stay here more and recharge yourself before leaving?"
The blind-eyed woman said: "That makes sense!"
Zhuo Lingfeng said calmly: "Go back, you are too old and you don't have a few more days to live. Don't let down my good intentions."
His face was expressionless, and his voice was colder than his face.
The squinty-eyed man suddenly smiled and said, "People say that the wind in Zhongnan is so wild that it has no bounds. It's true when I see it today."
The blind-eyed woman hummed: "There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is the king!"
Zhuo Lingfeng chuckled and said: "As expected, I am here for Zhuo, but if you are not afraid of me, why bother to go to all the trouble to ambush me and set up traps on the ground?"
The two blind people looked at each other, and then a gust of wind blew by, and a few dead leaves fell from the tree.
Suddenly a cold voice came from above: "I said it's useless, you insist on playing with these tricks!"
Following the words, five people jumped down from the trees on both sides at the same time. They were hiding in the thick branches and leaves. Now that they had been seen through, they knew that there was no point.
Judging from their jumping postures, it was clear that their martial arts skills were not weak. A few of them had their feet on the ground, and the seven of them jumped left and right, surrounding Zhuo Lingfeng in the middle and staring at him.
However, there was no one approaching the ten feet in front of Zhuo Lingfeng. Obviously, there was indeed a mechanism in this place.
Zhuo Lingfeng looked around at the people. Except for the two blind men in front, there was a woman in her fifties on the right. She had white hair and a sullen look on her face. She was holding a short knife about two feet long. She was the one who said just now.
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Next to him is a Toutuo with long hair hanging down his shoulders. He wears a gleaming copper hoop on his head, ties his long hair up, and holds a pair of tiger-head ring knives bent into a half-moon shape.
On the left is a monk. The monk is wearing a monk's robe that is as red as blood. He is holding a bowl and a cymbal in his hand. They are both made of pure steel. The edges of the steel cymbals are extremely sharp, showing that they are a powerful weapon.
The Taoist was tall and carried an octagonal mace. He looked very heavy.
Behind Zhuo Lingfeng stood a middle-aged man with a green snake coiled around his shoulders. The snake's head was in the shape of a triangle. Chang Xin was stretching and contracting. There was also a green snake coiled around his arm, with the snake's head pointed at Zhuo Lingfeng's back.
The seven people's feet moved slightly, their weapons moved slowly, and it was obvious that they were going to attack at the same time.
Zhuo Lingfeng also slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the veins on the back of his hand slowly swelled. The wind blew through his clothes, and he was about to explode.
The dim-eyed man suddenly said: "Young Master Zhuo, we are wise people and don't speak secretly. I will not leave the world for a long time, and I have no enmity with you. I don't want to kill you this time, I just want to see the sword manual to ward off evil."
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The squinty-eyed woman said: "Yes, you just need to hand over the "Evil Sword Manual" obediently, and we will politely let you go without mentioning it to outsiders. Your reputation will not be damaged at all, and you can still
The majestic Zhongnan Yifeng in the world."
Zhuo Lingfeng smiled slightly and said: "Thank you then, you are really thoughtful.
First he invited me to dinner, drinks, and women, and now he is so considerate when I ask for sword manuals. If he doesn't give me this, it really can't be justified.
But who are you and who is the mastermind behind this? This is not too much to ask for, right?"
He really didn't know where these seven people came from, and he didn't know if the people who treated him to dinner and prostitutes were from the same group.
Although he did not engage in prostitution, the money was still spent.
In any case, before he kills someone, he has to figure out what's going on inside.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged woman said coldly to the blind man and woman: "This boy is so powerful and arrogant with his martial arts skills that no one in the world knows about him?
He also invited him to eat, drink and play with women. I thought he was suffering from a hypothetical disease. If I said anything to him, I would kill him first and then search him."
The woman with squinting eyes said: "Maybe he is hiding in some secluded place. Wouldn't it be bad if we kill him but can't find the sword manual?"
The middle-aged woman flattened her mouth and said, "If you can't find it, you can't find it. It's not necessarily that bad."
She was slurred when she spoke, and it turned out that most of her teeth were missing.
The Taoist raised his mace and said loudly: "Master Zhuo, the two of us belong to the Sanqing faction. I advise you to surrender!"
The woman with narrow eyes said again: "Zhuo, don't think that you have some reputation in the world. Just being called a hero by others will make you look arrogant!
We advise you to present the evil-proofing sword manual properly. It is not yours. It has been in your hands for many days. You have read it well and memorized it, and you can use it to be prestigious in Hengshan City.
Enough is enough, but if you still insist on dominating, it would be too ignorant, right?"
Zhuo Lingfeng really didn't know where a few half-buried old men appeared from. He also never thought that with his current reputation, there would be people who would not take him seriously.
He really understands the framework of Swordsman World and its famous figures.
But there are really some uncertainties about these things that don’t know the heights of the world.
It felt vaguely like he was Ren Yingying's subordinate, but it seemed like he wasn't. I really don't have much memory.
Now I can tell from their tone that it is not them who treat themselves to meals, drinks, and women.
This made Zhuo Lingfeng full of doubts. He didn't know which rightful owner he would seek revenge from in the future, but how could he expect that these people would get into trouble.
The middle-aged woman sneered and said: "What Quanzhen master? I think the Quanzhen sect is just a bunch of people who kill pigs and dogs. Without their sword skills to ward off evil, they are simply useless. If I had been born hundreds of years earlier, I would have had to
If you choose that piece of shit, Quan Zhen can't teach it, let's see how many times Wang Chongyang can take my blow."
The murderous look between Zhuo Lingfeng's brows grew stronger with the middle-aged woman's words, and she sneered: "You old pig, no wonder you're missing half of your teeth. If you die happily today, I'll count it on Zhuo Lingfeng."
Live in vain!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the other man also jumped up from his horse, drew his sword with a cry, and a cold white light went straight towards the woman.
At the same time, a voice came from a distance: "Stop!"
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