"Obey the orders of the alliance leader!"

Tens of thousands of people replied in unison, the sound shook the wilderness, such as Ji Wushi, Yellow River Ancestor, Zhuxu and other masters heard this torrent-like echo and harmony, and they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts.

Ling Jing nodded with satisfaction, and thought that it was too late today, and it was really not suitable to continue on the road, so he immediately arranged for Qunhao to rest in the wilderness, and he took Ji Wushi, Huang Boliu, Zhu Xu and others to a secluded place.

In a small mountain pass, Ji Wushi and the others all looked at Ling Jing's back with burning eyes, he stood in front of everyone, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, and his mind was in a hurry.

The battle of Shaolin Temple is definitely not as easy to deal with as he imagined, don't look at the large number of people on his side, but now almost the entire Jianghu Zhengdao is rushing to Shaolin Temple, among which the Wuyue Sword Sect, Kongtong, Emei, Kunlun, Qingcheng and other factions are not easy to deal with, and even Shaolin and Wudang, the two martial arts leaders are waiting for themselves and others.

"You have to think of a perfect solution."

Ling Jing pondered for a moment, slowly turned around, swept around everyone, and said: "Brother Ji, strategizing, I am not as good as you in scheduling the overall situation, how you should act properly after the rì depends on your arrangement." ”

Ji Wushi bowed and said, "Yes, Childe." Ji Wushi will not dare to slack off. Since Childe thinks so highly of himself, he naturally doesn't dare to shirk anything.

Ling Jing nodded, and said to the others: "In fact, among these tens of thousands of people, such as Li Yuanhe, there are definitely not a few, and now maybe they will be intimidated by my martial arts, or our forces, and dare not make another mistake, but I am afraid that there will be any disputes, if I am separated from everyone, please help me more." ”

"Childe said something, isn't this how it should be?" Everyone hurriedly spoke.

Ling Jing smiled slightly, and then muttered: "This time, let's go up the mountain to greet the Holy Aunt, the momentum is huge, the people in the righteous path must have gotten the news early in the morning, but I am afraid that there are many traps on the Shaolin Mountain waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net." Therefore, we have to be cautious about this matter. ”

Ji Wushi nodded and said: "What Gongzi said is reasonable, not all of them are pedantic fools in this righteous path, we made such a big move, if they don't do a good job of ambush in advance, it will be a big joke in the world." ”

Everyone's faces showed thoughtfulness, and the blue phoenix said: "Little brother, since we now know that there will be an ambush in front of us, what should we do?" No matter what happens to this Shaolin Temple, we have to go up to it. ”

"It's nature." Ling Jing muttered, "I called everyone over today, and that's what I'm talking about. At that moment, he let a few people get closer and began to bow their heads to discuss.

Early in the morning, everyone led all the people and horses to set off again, and traveled for a hundred miles, and suddenly a group of people and horses separated from the left road, and went straight to the northwest, and in the afternoon, there was another road to the northeast.

After that, the team of tens of thousands of horses continued to divide out, and when they arrived at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, only Ji Wushi and the Yellow River Ancestor arrived with 3,000 men and horses, and the rest of the Blue Phoenix and others, including Ling Jing, were nowhere to be found.

Qunhao climbed Shaomu Mountain, and was unexpectedly unhindered along the way. Everyone shouted noisily and shouted loudly outside the Shaolin Temple, but they heard the silence in the Shaolin Temple, and even a monk never came out.

"Brother Ji, it seems that what Gongzi expected is really not bad, there is really something strange in this Shaolin Temple." The old man looked at the gate of the Shaolin Temple and said in a deep voice.

Ji Wushi nodded, waved his hand to stop the angry scolding of his subordinates, and said, "Gongzi Zhizhu is in his hands, let's just act according to the plan." ”

Select 200 good players from the people behind him, and follow the three of them into the Shaolin Temple. Entering the temple, only to see a huge Shaolin Temple is empty, walk up a stone step, pass the front yard, pass through the front hall, come to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, but see the Buddha treasure solemn, the ground and the table have accumulated a thin layer of dust.

"It seems that the monks of the Shaolin Temple have all fled." Zu Qianqiu stretched out his hand and wiped it on the incense table in front of him, his fingertips were stained with a lot of dust, and he frowned and said.

"Humph!" Ji Wushi sneered and said, "These thieves are really as cunning as ghosts, I'm afraid that the Holy Aunt will also be transferred elsewhere by them." Fortunately, Childe is like a god, let's go, let's go to the place where Childe said. ”

Sent a few people to the Shaolin Temple to beckon others in, and he and the Yellow River Ancestor turned into a corridor.

In fact, Ling Jing had been following Ji Wushi and the others not far behind, almost following them closely, and entered the Shaolin Temple on his hind feet, but his light skills were far more clever than everyone else, so no one could find out his whereabouts.

"The Shaolin Temple has been evacuated, but I don't know where Linglong was hidden by them." Ling Jing frowned and walked in the empty Shaolin Temple, walking inward step by step, the blue light flashed in his eyes, he kept scanning the surrounding houses, passing through the two courtyards, and arriving at the apse.

"Why are they here?"

Ling Jing's heart sank, and he quickly ran to the outside of the wing, kicked open the door, and rushed in.

There was a faint moan in the room, and I saw two old nuns lying on the ground, one with a kind face, but with a pale face, as if he had already died, and the other was tall, lying on his side on the ground, and a faint moan came from her mouth.

"Mrs. Shi!" Ling Jing swept his feet, flashed in front of the old nun, and stretched out his hand to help her up, but it was the Dingyi master of the Hengshan faction, and as for the other old nun who was already angry, it was the head of the Hengshan faction, Dingxian Shitai.

He really didn't expect to find these two people lying here in the Shaolin Temple, one dead and one injured, and his thoughts turned sharply.

"Master Dingyi, who hurt you?" Seeing that her breath was weak, Ling Jing hurriedly reached out to check her pulse, and immediately sank.

Master Dingyi's eyes widened slightly, and after a while, there was finally a trace of movement, and his lips moved slightly: "Ling Ling Shaoxia needle embroidery needle"

"Needle?" Ling Jing's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly helped Dingyi Shitai to sit on the ground, supported her shoulder with one hand, and flashed directly in front of her with a wrong step.

"Mrs. Shi, don't talk yet, I'll suck out the hidden weapon in your body first!"

Ling Jing knew that this old nun was afraid that she would not be able to last long, and if she allowed the embroidery needle to continue to stay in her body, it would not take a moment for her to die.

Master Dingyi nodded lightly, but he couldn't say a word.

Ling Jing raised his right palm, his five fingers slightly curved, from the appearance, he couldn't see what injuries Dingyi Shitai had, when he was about to suck his palm against Dingyi's body, his palm slowly moved back.

"Whew!"

A thin silver light flew out from Ding Yi Shitai's chest, and a cold glint flashed in Ling Jing's eyes, and he stretched out two fingers to clamp it.

Master Dingyi spat out a mouthful of blood too violently, and his body began to sway.

Ling Jing didn't dare to slack off, turned to the back of Master Dingyi, put one hand against her heart, and injected it into her body with internal force.

He injected the internal force into Dingyi Shitai's body with one hand, but he grabbed the silver needle with his right hand and brought it to his eyes. This silver needle is very small, no different from an ordinary embroidery needle, and it is expected that the master must have died under this kind of hidden weapon.

This rare secret weapon is obviously a master of cultivating the "Sunflower Treasure Book".

"Now there are not a few masters who have cultivated the "Sunflower Treasure Book", who is the one who did it? Ling Jing frowned slightly, but as long as Master Dingyi got better, he would be able to know clearly.

After about a cup of tea, a white mist was already steaming above Dingyi Shitai's head, like an auspicious cloud hanging overhead, looking blurry.

"Whew!"

Ling Jing slowly finished his work, and Master Dingyi's face was finally no longer as pale as before.

"More Ling Shaoxia's life-saving grace." Mrs. Dingyi leaned on the edge of the bed, slowly stood up, looked at the corpse of Mrs. Dingyi on the ground, and showed grief and resentment on her face.

"Shitai doesn't have to be polite." Ling Jing sighed and muttered, "Master, can you see who made the attack on you?" ”

Master Dingyi turned around and looked at him with an extremely strange gaze, which made Ling Jing confused for a while.

"It's Yue Buqun of the Huashan faction, that is, your former master." Mrs. Definer's face was full of unconcealable anger, and she was silent for a long time, and finally said through gritted teeth.

"It's him." Ling Jing's expression moved, and then he was relieved, Yue Buqun had already begun to cultivate the "Evil Warding Sword Spectrum", and the "Evil Warding Sword Spectrum" and the "Sunflower Treasure Book" were of the same origin, and the secret weapon kung fu in it was almost the same, and it was not surprising that Yue Buqun could learn this kind of yīn poisonous flying needle secret weapon.

Ling Jing pondered for a moment, seeing that Mrs. Dingyi's face was full of anger, and her grief and indignation were inexplicable, and soon after, she slowly shed tears at Mrs. Dingxian's corpse.

"Master, what are your plans after rì, are you ready to debunk Yue Buqun's true face?"

Master Dingyi laughed miserably and said: "Mr. Yue, the "Gentleman's Sword", is so famous in the martial arts, even if I say that I will come out, I am afraid that no one will believe that the famous head of the Huashan faction is such a despicable and shameless yīn villain." ”

She looked at Ling Jing and sneered, "I'm afraid you don't believe it either, right?" ”

Ling Jing shook his head and said, "I know that Mrs. Shi is not lying about this matter, and I also know that the Lin family's 'Evil Warding Sword Spectrum' is now in Yue Buqun's hands. ”

Master Dingyi was slightly stunned, and said, "You said that Yue Buqun practiced the "Evil Warding Sword Spectrum"? ”

Ling Jing nodded, and Master Dingyi was stunned, and then laughed, and said: "I see, Mr. Yue is really far-sighted, it turns out that when Rì accepted the young man of the Lin family as an apprentice in Hengshan City, it was for someone else's sword spectrum. He sneered a few times and sneered: "It's really a good calculation!" ”

Ling Jing saw that Master Dingyi had repeatedly lost his temper, and his expression was already a little crazy, which was completely inconsistent with the mentality of the monks, and sighed silently. (To be continued.) )