Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Poor Dagger
Soon, in just a few breaths, Lin Yang had already fallen dozens of feet below the cliff. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info and then Lin Yang's internal anger rushed, and his clothes directly swelled, and then, with a flick of his right hand, a coat was directly taken off.
Between the internal gas, accompanied by the tearing sound of the cloth, a poor quality parachute appeared. All of a sudden, the speed of the fall slowed down. After a few more breaths, Lin Yang's speed slowed down in a straight line at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a while, Lin Yang's feet fell to the ground. As soon as he appeared, thousands of heavily armed warriors, like an army, came to Lin Yang in unison.
"Lord Qiqi, the Dragon Guardian of the National Teacher's Mansion is a thousand households, and all 1,120 people are here." Zuo Qianhu Chen Yun said happily after discovering that Lin Yang had landed.
The so-called dragon guard is actually the army directly under the National Teacher's Office. Of course, this army is composed entirely of cannon fodder warriors.
In other words, even an ordinary soldier has the strength to enter the third rate. Every small flag is a second-rate master. Every 100 households is a first-class master. As for the four thousand households in the front and back, they are the best among the super-first-class masters.
Now, under Lin Yang's order, Zuo Qianhu is ambushing under the cliff in advance. Right Qianhu, under the leadership of Cai Yan, went to attack Shaolin. The first thousand households, under the leadership of Shi A, went to attack Wudang. After a thousand households, it is Li Yanbei. At this time, he still stayed in the capital and shocked the Quartet.
"Good, good. But don't worry, we have a secret passage that can go directly to the front and block them. So, don't rush, get some rest first. After all, there is still a long time before this battle is over. Lin Yang said with a smile.
When the time comes, he led the army, directly blocked the intersection, and then pushed all the way over. It is estimated that the only way to survive is to jump off the cliff.
can jump off a cliff hundreds of feet high and escape from a very tired situation, at least it requires super-first-class martial arts. In other words, the hundreds of first-class masters who stayed on the cliff at that time would all be finished. Waiting for them is nothing but surrender, but death.
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At the same time, Cai Yan had already attacked the Shaolin Temple. As for the hundreds of warrior monks, those who have long since died have surrendered, and even if there are any left, most of them are like a group of stragglers.
It's okay to use their familiarity with the terrain to fight guerrilla attacks and occasionally cause sporadic casualties, but they can only say that they think too much about the frontal dragon guards and stop the army from advancing.
"Oh, this is the legendary Scripture Pavilion?" Cai Yan looked at the attic in front of him and said lightly.
Hearing this, the leading party on the side, that is, a monk from the Luohan Hall, hurriedly lowered his head and said, "That's right, it's here, there are four floors." ”
"On the first floor, there are all kinds of Buddhist scriptures, and there are no martial arts. In the second layer, there are many third-rate and even second-rate martial arts. Among them, even among the famous seventy-two stunts, there are several less powerful ones, which are placed on the second layer. The monk said with a look of reminiscence.
"As for the third layer, it is a record of the vast majority of the seventy-two stunts. Next to each martial art, there are many Buddhist scriptures, as well as the commentaries of the predecessors. ”
"On this floor, only the first seat of the nine can enter. Imagine that a small character like me, unless he has made great contributions, he can only stay in the second layer at most. The monk said dissatisfiedly.
"And the highest fourth floor, it is said that only the abbots of the past can enter at will. It is estimated that the storage should be the Yijin Sutra or something. As soon as the Yijin Sutra was mentioned, the monk's eyes lit up and he was very excited.
"Oh, really?" Cai Yan didn't care.
Hearing this, Jin Jiuling immediately smiled and said, "The Lord of Qiyu Mansion, the other monks, also said so. It seems that this little master is not lying. ”
"Then let's go in and have a look, and see what is extraordinary in this divine scripture pavilion in the martial arts." Cai Yan said with a smile.
Then, I went straight in. As soon as the door opened, there was a smell of blood. Even there are a lot of blood stains on the ground and on the wall, and it is obvious that eighty percent of the monks guarding this place have gone to the west to meet the Buddha.
"Yes, interesting, there are really a lot of Shaolin classics. In many ways, it is even richer than the collection of books in the Imperial Palace. Looking at the endless books in front of him, as well as the statistical results in his hand, Cai Yan said with a smile.
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Before I knew it, another two hours had passed. At this point, it's about midnight. In these two hours, Lin Yang even ate a hot pot and drank a bottle of wine. After that, I was relieved to rest for a while.
"It's time, let's go."
After speaking, Lin Yang walked ahead and came to a place full of vines. Then, I came to a big locust tree. This big locust tree is very conspicuous, and I found it at once.
"This is it." Lin Yang said with a sigh of relief. Then, I found a very ordinary stone in the ground, and under the slight rotation, a large hole appeared one person high.
A quarter of an hour later, Lin Yang, the leader, appeared on the other side of the secret passage. Soon, behind him, the remaining soldiers also appeared. At the same time, a phalanx of hundreds of people was arranged.
"These martial arts people, lawless, indiscriminately killing innocents, and colluding with local bigwigs, are a cancer of cancer. Soldiers, follow me to kill. ”
Kill, kill, kill
With the sound of shouting and killing, the dragon guards also rushed towards the cliff like a tide. Lin Yang didn't plan to hide, so many people couldn't hide. Therefore, instead of being careful not to make a sound, it is better to kill it directly and openly.
"What to do? The dog officer came up, and we were surrounded. This is the statement of a certain heroic man who was killed and broke his courage.
"What are you afraid of, just fight with them! The head is gone, and it's just a scar the size of a bowl! This is the statement of a certain warrior, the more he kills, the more daring he is, when he is shirtless.
"Using yourself, plus eighty first-class masters as bait, is really a big deal. I have to say that now it seems that my pattern in the past is still too small. "The old knife handle, that is, the light way of the wooden Dao people.
Look at others, easy design, and more than eighty percent of the martial arts masters will be wiped out. As for himself, he has worked hard for 30 years, and his goal is just to be a Wudang leader.
"Yes, yes, that's interesting. It's getting more and more interesting. The little old man said with a smile on his beard, not paying attention to the officials and soldiers at all.
"Looks like I need to play dead." Sikong picked the stars and scratched his ears and cheeks.