"It's a knife, and the realm is ...... It's about a triple real person.,First-class combat awareness.,Either often break into the wilderness.,Slay monsters.,Accumulated rich combat experience.,Or it's specialized in learning assassination.、Assassination and other stunts.。 ”

Standing side by side on the riverbank, Ling Hutang and Hua Jizi chatted about the mysterious swordsman who had just helped, and the senior brother of the Book Sword Sect made his own judgment.

"I can't see the realm, but his grasp of the fighter plane is definitely grandmaster-level, which is breathtaking. "Which of our monk friends we know uses knives?"

"There are a lot of people who use knives, but there are very few of them of this level, and the only ones we know who have a similar realm are Ouyang Zizai of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Tang Li, but the two of them have ...... of swords."

Ling Hutang paused and thought of the wording, "It's relatively brighter." ”

Hua Jizi smiled softly and nodded.

The mysterious swordsman's sword intent was fierce and ruthless, but also revealed an indescribable treacherous gloom, not like a famous and authentic knife technique.

The two suddenly realized something, exchanged a tacit look, and then smiled.

The mysterious swordsman Jiucheng was sent by the Evil Sect to secretly protect Yue Lihua, but due to the sudden appearance of Chao Feiyi, the lord of the second mountain of Lishan, he failed to save the holy daughter of the sect in time, so he took advantage of the situation to help Hu Tang and Hua Jizi retreat from Chao Feiyi.

The two came to a conclusion and were about to leave, when a voice came from behind them: "Do you know the Taoist friend who used the knife?"

The two turned around and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him, the man's clothes and appearance looked very plain, but his standing posture was like a straight and upright iron tree, and his cold aura contained powerful and incomparable energy.

Ling Hutang bowed, "I've seen the iron senior." ”

Hua Jizi also arched his hand, but his expression was obviously questioning.

Ling Hutang said: "We speculate that that person is the protector of the Upper Evil Sect, and Senior Tie didn't see the identity of that person?"

Tie Zhongliu shook his head, then nodded again, and said, "Judging from the sword momentum that leaves no room for improvement, it is really possible that it is an evil cultivator. ”

Speaking of this, Tie Zhongliu groaned slightly, and continued: "If you want to see that Yue girl again, you can go to the Old Mother's Palace. ”

"Thank you for telling me. Ling Hutang said sincerely, thought about it, and then continued: "Mr. Tie, the junior has a question in his heart, I wonder if I can ask Mr. to solve the doubt?"

Without waiting for Ling Hu Tang to ask a question, Tie Zhongliu replied: "I owe Lishan a favor, and this matter should be known to Ling Hu Shaoxia." ”

Ling Hutang said: "Mr. Tie has sharpened a sword for ten years for this Xuanhu Dao, and now he is eager to cut off the cause and effect, and he is fully focused on the way of the sword, this mood is understood by the younger generation, but what makes the younger generation confused is that a person can really do good and evil things regardless of personal cause and effect?"

"There are all dogs under the avenue!" said in the middle of the iron, "just be worthy of your heart." ”

Ling Hutang asked rhetorically: "Can Mr. Tie really be worthy of his heart?"

Tie Zhongliu smiled indifferently, "You will understand in the future." He nodded and turned to leave.

Ling Hutang and Hua Jizi returned to their residences.

"Big brother, are we going to the Old Mother's Palace?"

"Of course. ”

"When to go, how to go?"

"When Lishan was assembled, I went to pick up people with great fanfare. ”

"Haha, good!"

Under the flickering lantern candlelight, the conversation between the two young monks came from far and near...... Then from near to far, when the two of them walked to the Wushuang Inn, they walked in together.

The next day, the news of the marriage between Lishan and Qin State had spread all over Wushuang City, which immediately caused a storm in the city, and for a while, all the monks who gathered here were discussing this matter, especially the monks who knew the relationship between Linghu Tang of the Shujian Sect and Ren Zhiling, the senior sister of Lishan, were extremely excited and excited about this, looking forward to the show.

In fact, they didn't wait long, Ling Hutang, who lived in the Wushuang Inn, reacted quickly, and not long after the news of Ren Zhiling and the prince of Qin Guo getting married, the matter of Ling Hutang gathering a group of loose cultivators in his personal name also spread among the monks who came to attend the meeting.

The argument was even louder.

"What is Ling Hutang going to do? Is it going to take a group of rabble to Lishan to rob relatives?"

"The senior brother of the Suwen Book Sword Sect is so talented and dashing, he would even do such a ridiculous thing?"

"Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, and it seems that the first day of the younger generation of the Book Sword Sect is not exempt from vulgarity. ”

......

No matter what outsiders say, Ling Hutang still went his own way, continued to set up a banquet at the Wushuang Inn, and invited everyone in Wushuang City to cultivate with wine, so as to expand his "family grabbing team".

Those who are loose cultivators or value the forces of the Shujian Sect, or admire Ling Hutang's demeanor, or are dissatisfied with the marriage between Lishan and Qin, or simply join in the fun, etc., rush to come to drink a glass of wine.

The day before the official start of the Lishan Conference, the bamboo knife boy and Princess Liang Guo, who lived in the Wushuang Inn, also went to the second floor and took over the cup of "Joining Wine" in Ling Hutang's hand.

"Looks like you're not really a butcher buddy. Ling Hutang was also slightly surprised when he saw the skewer boy.

"Career casual training, part-time meat sales. Guo Dalu said.

Ling Hutang laughed.

Guo Dalu rubbed his hands and said: "After angrily throwing himself into the river that night, I went back and thought about it carefully, I felt that I had done a little too much. ”

Ling Hutang smiled and nodded, and didn't explain much.

On the second day, the Lishan Conference officially began, and the monks who came from afar climbed the mountain one after another, and the monks who originally just wanted to come to Lishan to meet the opportunity and marriage actually had the opportunity to watch a "beautiful show" that was not light, and the monks had a sense of expectation for this conference.

At that time, if Ling Hutang can fight with the prince of Qin, it will undoubtedly be more perfect, after all, there are not so many opportunities to watch the duel between the two geniuses on the spot, and the benefits are self-evident.

As for the rabble gathered by Ling Hutang, everyone didn't care too much, although Lishan is not a top sect in the Xuan Realm, but after all, it is a blessed land with the opportunity of immortals, and the background is quite profound, and there is no pressure to deal with some loose cultivation, so Ling Hutang's "snatching relatives" this time proved to be a ridiculous farce from the beginning.

However, to everyone's surprise, until the official start of the Lishan Conference, Ling Hutang and his "family snatching team" did not appear at the conference site.

Just when everyone was suspecting that Ling Hutang was secretly engaged in some conspiracy, the two mountain owners of Lishan were reported, and at this time Ling Hutang was rushing to the old mother's hall with the group of loose cultivators, and it was said that the group followed the ceremony, brought enough tribute, and went on a pilgrimage in a low-key and humble manner, without any intention and tendency to make trouble.

After everyone learned the news, they were puzzled and a little disappointed at the same time, making Hutang make trouble for so long, but they didn't expect it to be such a thunderous and rainy result.

The two mountain masters of Lishan suddenly realized: the target of Ling Hutang was not Ren Zhiling, but Yue Lihua!

It's just that now the marriage between Lishan and Qin is imminent, and the two mountain lords really don't have time to go and find out, if they really make a pilgrimage to worship the old mother, it's just that, if it is to divert the tiger from the mountain or hide some other conspiracy, they will fall into the trap, and then it is small to turn their faces with Ling Hutang, if they mess up the marriage between Ren Zhiling and Prince Qin, it will be a big loss.

After thinking about it for a while, the mountain lord Huai Lixue sent two elders and several high-ranking deacons to deal with it, anyway, Yue Lihua has been suppressed by the magic circle, and there is a stone statue of the old mother in the main hall to deter, even if the great master is there in person, it is difficult to save people, so you might as well respond to all changes with the same.

When the two Lishan elders rushed to the Old Mother Palace, Ling Hutang and the others had been stopped by the deacon guarding the hall, and now the two sides were communicating and negotiating.

You can worship the old mother, but there must be a rule, some people can worship, some people can't worship, and those who can't be cats and dogs can enter the palace to worship, and then disturb the old mother's purity, but disrespectful. ”

The deacon guarding the mountain stopped everyone with a rather arrogant expression, glanced at the past one by one, and then stretched out his hand to a certain place: "For example, the little girl with a rock sugar gourd in her hand...... Why are you so fierce and vicious? You won't also say that you are a loose cultivator, right? That's good, you come out now, I can let you punch me, you come out and beat me!"

Liang Hongli walked out timidly.

The deacon shook his head and sighed with an expression of "teasing me", then pointed to his stomach and said, "If you see it, hit here, come, hit me, don't ......"

Before the word "afraid" could be spoken, a mouthful of old blood was taken instead.

The little girl's fist slowly withdrew from the deacon's abdomen, and she looked at the deacon with a pair of big cute eyes.

The deacon, who seemed to be collectively shattered into slag, reluctantly asked Liang Hongli: "Little girl, what are you doing?"

"I'm selling skewers. ”

"Then go back and sell skewers! What are you doing here? What will you do if your parents can't find you later? Do you have filial piety?"

Liang Hongli: "......"

The deacon no longer paid attention to Liang Hongli, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes wandered, and finally fell on Guo Dalu, stretched out his hand and pointed at him: "That kid carrying bamboo comes out for me, don't look left and right, I'm talking about you! Why are you doing with a piece of bamboo, do you think you're a panda? There's something wrong with you! I've put up with you for a long time, do you know? If you cut a piece of bamboo, you dare to pretend to be a knife repairer, thinking that you can call me out? If you come out now, I'll let you cut three knives first!"

Guo Dalu carried a bamboo knife and walked out in fear. 8)