Within an hour, Wang Qing reluctantly put down the information in hand.

It's not that I've read it, but I really can't figure it out.

The current situation in Emei is complicated, and it is not something that can be sorted out by looking at the information at all.

At present, the forces are relatively clear, that is, the main peak of Emei and Qingcheng Mountain. The remaining four places and eight gates are completely the places where you have me, I have you, and the three major forces wrestle.

As for Zen Buddhism, it is broken into parts, it is everywhere, but there is no central location.

The current monk sect is completely controlled by Zen Buddhism, to be precise, the monk sect is a branch of Shaolin. The core personnel are basically from Shaolin. This power cannot be poured into the water, and it belongs to the basic plate of Zen Buddhism. In addition, Yuemen, Huangling, and Dianyi, which were controlled by Zen Buddhism, basically fell into the hands of Zen Buddhism.

Fengdu County was originally prevalent in Taoism, and later Buddhism invaded and became a bridgehead for the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism. Buddhism set up a fire hall here, headed by a great monk named Huanglong.

Huanglong ran rampant in Fengdu County for 20 years without tasting a single defeat, greatly suppressing the local Taoist forces.

The Taoist is not unarranged in Emei, but this Huanglong is in an unplanned situation.

It turned out that the law name was Dulong, who violated the precepts and was expelled from Shaolin. The common family name, Huang Long, was restored. Later, because he was used to living in the monastery and had no other crafts to make a living, he simply called himself Master Huanglong and became a wine and meat monk.

When he was expelled from Shaolin, he didn't know who was protecting him, but he was not abolished martial arts. With a first-class mid-level strength, he quickly gained a foothold in the rivers and lakes.

This time, he was sent to Fengdu County to charge for Shaolin. This kind of twists and turns in the gate faction, Wang Qing who watched it sighed.

Shaolin's plan has been successful, and there have always been first-class masters, most of the time it is only used as a strategic deterrent, and it is rarely fought to the death. And the dispatch of first-class masters, each major sect is not much stronger than the hawkers, and they all have to be carefully calculated.

I am afraid that I will easily get into danger, be besieged, and lose my manpower. The loss of every first-class master is an intolerable loss for the sect, which means that a large piece of territory is powerless to suppress.

In the case that the masters of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism were staring at each other one-on-one, Huang Long's accident was like entering a no-man's land, and he quickly swept Fengdu County.

Just when Buddhism thought that the overall situation had been decided, and another piece of land was started, a thin old road came down from Qingniu Mountain next to Fengdu County, and he made an appointment to fight Huanglong.

This old Taoist Buddhism and Taoism are not known to each other, and they belong to the kind of hermit who only enters the Taoist sect and does not enter the Taoist sect.

The realm of the old way is also a first-class intermediate level, and Huang Long is not afraid. The realm is one thing, and the empty realm is not suitable for fighting in the rivers and lakes. Huang Long is a Shaolin master, and firmly believes that he is in the same realm, and the fight is also in the forefront.

In fact, as Huang Long thought, in the first battle, Lao Dao would only have a Taoist entry-level palm, and his moves were jerky, without any threat. The old way that Huang Long chased and killed was all over the scene. It's just that the old way lives with the mountains and forests all the year round, and the apes and monkeys understand the body method, and practice the wonderful body method of crossing the mountains and forests. Huang Long tried his best, but he didn't touch the corner of Lao Dao's clothes. The first match had to end in a draw.

A few days later, the old way came to fight again, this time the old way is much more skilled, and Huanglong has an offensive and defensive battle for a hundred rounds, and he is still unfinished to stop, so as to be even.

A few days later, the old road went down the mountain to make another appointment, and Huang Long was a little withdrawn at this time. After two fights, he already understood that this old way was the same thing as the group of ascetic monks in Shaolin Houshan. Dedicated to cultivating the Tao, and does not participate in the fight between the rivers and lakes. The Dao heart is terrifying, teaching the law of heaven and earth, and penetrating the essence. This kind of person doesn't practice martial arts, once they practice martial arts, any martial arts can be easily learned in their hands, and they will quickly be integrated.

In the second encounter, Lao Dao had a slight upper hand. At that time, Huang Long was ready to fight for both sides, relying on his years of experience in the rivers and lakes, and fighting to the death. Unexpectedly, Lao Dao stopped in time.

This time, Huang Long is not sure at all. But thinking of the Shaolin boss explaining his task, there is no way back. I know my own affairs, and the big guy keeps himself and has use value. If he retreats, he will ruin the situation that Shaolin has spent a lot of manpower and material resources to lay out, and the monstrous anger will definitely be vented on his head. If you can save him, you can naturally destroy him.

When they met again, Lao Dao only said lightly.

"Qingniu Mountain is a place of pure cultivation, you have messed up here."

After speaking, he slapped his palm.

Huanglong's starting hand is a peerless dragon claw skill, a style of chasing the wind to meet the old way.

At the moment when Lao Dao's palms were about to touch, his whole body twisted as soft and boneless, and his right arm twisted three times like a noodle, passing through Huang Long's palm shadow, and a palm was imprinted on Huang Long's chest.

Huang Long refined the golden body of Buddhism, easy to refine the muscles and bones, did not care about this palm, and was very confident in his ability to resist blows.

This palm is as light as a breeze, and it can be walked away with one touch.

Huang Long smiled evilly.

"Old Zamao, that's all? I don't even tickle your Buddha... Uh, poof! ”

Lao Dao clapped his hands, turned his head and left.

"This quiet place of Qingniu Mountain, whoever comes to make trouble again will die!"

Huang Long sat down on the ground, hurriedly mobilizing his true qi.

A subtle, watery True Qi rampaged through his body. Although this true qi is subtle, its nature is extremely pure, constantly eating away at Huanglong's true qi to strengthen itself.

Huang Long's refining body was complete, and almost all of his internal organs had been strengthened, so it was impossible for him to be injured because of a little true qi.

But this trace of true qi contains the artistic conception of the old way, and the artistic conception of Huanglong is more than a step worse and cannot be resolved.

After a full seventy-two impacts, Huang Long vomited seventy-two mouthfuls of blood. A first-class master, in full view of everyone, was tortured for nearly half an hour, his flesh and bones turned into mud, and he died tragically on the spot.

The old road has not left a name from beginning to end, and everyone is used to calling it the old road. Since then, no one in the five places has mentioned Fengdu County, and it is called Qingniu Mountain. Buddhism has withdrawn from here, but Taoism has only developed in a low-key manner in Fengdu County.

Slowly, Qingniu Mountain became a gathering place for people in the Emei faction who did not want to get involved in disputes and were dedicated to practicing martial arts.

In terms of strength alone, Qingniu is almost equal to the sum of the other four places and eight gates.

Only then did Wang Qing explain why the five people, Wang Gongmai from the Qingniu Club, would sit in the first place.

It's just that Wang Gongmai assassinated the real person of Qinghai, don't look at Qingcheng confused, Wang Qing can see one or two.

That person is not Wang Gongmai at all, that sword technique, that body technique, especially the familiar true qi from the intersection of swords, who else is there besides the killer of Cuiyanlou.

As for the appearance, Wang Qing, who is used to playing with the disguise charm, has not forgotten the only time Cuiyan came forward to fight the boss.

Smoke, the most mysterious villain in the Valley of the Wicked. A disguised art is superb.

Cui Yan, who has obtained the disguise technique, has completely confirmed the seat of the number one killer sect in the rivers and lakes.

Wang Qing chased out of the hall at that time, and his keen sense had actually discovered the killer hiding in the shadows. It's just that Wang Qingsi thought about it before and after that, he didn't expose it.

South Gate City is currently cooperating with Cuixin Lou quite well, and this fragile cooperative relationship Wang Qing is not willing to break easily.

And the enmity with the daughter-in-law is the one that uses the sword, and the one that uses the knife actually has a good relationship with the Daomen.

Of course, killer, if you have milk, you are a mother. Wang Qing never thought that this fragile relationship could outweigh the power of money. But sabotage and assassination have different meanings than killing killers.

And Cuiyanlou has a very contractual spirit, even if you catch the killer, you can't ask the person who pays for it, so why bother with it.

Anyway, that Wang Gongmai is not killed by a killer now, but instead of identity. It's still in the green cow, and I don't know anything. As soon as Qinghai sent someone to go, it was immediately clear, and Wang Qing didn't talk much.