Ling Jing was not familiar with the terrain of the Hengshan Sect, and he didn't know how to track it for a while, and that person was always far away from him, and he could no longer see this person within the scanning range of the system.

"Strange"

Although he said that he had a lot of enemies now, he didn't think that anyone would dare to directly chase down the Hengshan faction to attack him, so he was very puzzled in his heart.

The tracking was fruitless, Ling Jing finally had no choice but to turn around and walk back, the previous secret weapon was not strong, it was expected that the other party was only a first-class master at most, but the threat to him was not great.

When I returned to my previous room, I glanced and noticed that a ball of paper had fallen under the wall in the upper right corner.

"This is the hidden weapon?"

I am puzzled in my heart, using paper balls as a hidden weapon, it is clear that there is no idea of hurting people, so what does the other party mean?

Ling Jing walked over and picked up the paper ball on the ground and held it in his hand, but he felt that the weight was not light, obviously there was something hard wrapped in the paper ball.

Frowning and pulling away the white paper outside, he saw that inside was a finger-sized white sè stone, the surface of the stone was uneven and very rough, obviously an ordinary stone picked up everywhere.

"Pretending to be a ghost, what kind of fame." Ling Jing casually threw the stone in his hand out of the window, walked to the window, and spread out the white paper in his hand by the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Negative and lucky, second in the world!"

Eight large characters leapt out on the paper, and nothing else.

Ling Jing held the white paper in the palm of his hand expressionlessly, pinched it gently, and instantly shattered it into countless confetti, spread out in his palm, and the crumbs fell to the ground.

"Negative and lucky, second in the world" Ling Jing looked up at the window, as far as his eyes could see. It was the direction in which the previous secret weapon shè came from: "It seems that I really caused trouble that shouldn't be caused, and I'm a crazy woman again." ”

Gently closed the window, and he could probably guess in his heart who was the secret weapon, but he didn't want to provoke this crazy woman, not afraid of the other party's martial arts. I really can't do anything about this person, and it is really a disaster to provoke such a person.

"It's vexatious, it seems that it's forcing me to leave the Hengshan faction quickly."

After resting for a while, Ling Jing rushed to the summit of Xìng Peak in the morning. When I got here, I saw that every house on the Xìng Peak was hung in front of the lights, and the decoration was joyful, although the houses of the nunnery were very simple, but the cleaning was exceptionally clean and bright, and the female disciples were careful. Even the slightest line of paper is arranged very appropriately.

The new head of the sect, Master Dingyi, succeeded to the head of the sect this time, but he only sent letters to the heads of the various factions as a matter of routine, but did not invite them to come up to watch the ceremony, so the female disciples only cleaned and arranged various places, but did not prepare food and lodging to entertain others.

Keep it simple. The disciples of the Hengshan Sect just sewed new clothes and shoes in preparation for the ceremony of the head of the main sect.

Seeing Ling Jing going up the mountain, Zheng Cao trotted over and said with a smile: "Brother Ling, you are here." ”

Ling Jing smiled: "What's the matter, did you all get up very early today?" He has never been in the habit of sleeping lazy, he has gotten up before the time of this rìchen, and when he arrived at the peak of Xìng, it took some time, but at this time, Chaoyang was just a newborn.

Zheng Cao grinned and said, "Anyway, I got up earlier than Brother Ling." ”

Ling Jing smiled slightly. Without further ado, he and Zheng Cao stood aside together.

Although the Hengshan faction suffered heavy casualties when it was in Fujian, there were many disciples on the mountain at this time, not to mention one or two hundred. They all stood in a large open space outside the hermitage, and the gods were solemn.

After a short time, I saw Master Dingyi walking out in a brand-new black sè robe, with a cold face and steady steps, which looked much more stable than before.

After Dingyi Shitai, there were four big disciples of the Hengshan faction, Yihe, Yiqing, Yizhen, and Yiqing, all of whom were familiar to Ling Jing, and they saw that each of them was holding a magic weapon in their hands, which was a scripture, a wooden fish, a string of prayer beads, and a short sword.

The following disciples saw the four kinds of Dharma weapons, all of which were awe-inspiring, and began to chant Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

Ling Jing stood at the front, with Zheng Cao beside him, but seeing that this little girl's face was full of solemnity at the moment, her mouth moved slightly, and she looked like an old gentleman in the school, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and couldn't help but feel interesting.

After a short time, everyone finished chanting, only to see Master Dingyi turn around and turn his back to everyone.

"The four magic weapons are passed down by Xiaofeng Shitai, the ancestor of the Hengshan faction, and they are taken over by the head of this faction. Uncle, please take it. Yihe and the other four big disciples bowed down and said.

Master Dingyi took a deep breath, thinking that Senior Sister Dingxian was also like herself today, and took over these four magic weapons from her master, and since then, the Hengshan faction has been carried forward in the hands of Senior Sister, and her prestige is long, but now

Now it is a time of tribulation, the Hengshan faction is surrounded by crises, Dingyi Shitai only feels that there is a heavy burden, which is heavily pressed on his shoulders, the safety of hundreds of disciples under the sect, the danger of the inheritance of the Hengshan faction, and the deep hatred of the two senior sisters, the three major things are pressed on her heart, even she can't help but feel a little sluggish in her heart.

Master Dingyi stretched out his hand to take the four magic weapons, Yihe and the other four immediately knelt on the ground, and then Master Dingyi raised the magic weapon and turned around, and the disciples below knelt down one by one, but Ling Jing avoided sideways, he was not a disciple of the Hengshan faction, and he had never had the habit of kneeling to people, and now he was just a bystander.

"My Hengshan faction has been passed down from Xiaofeng Patriarch, and after a hundred years, it has always stood tall in the martial arts. But now that there are many people in Jiān, yù is not good for my Hengshan sect, disciples, do you say that we can succumb to violence? ”

Master Dingyi was too cold and said loudly.

"Can't!"

The disciples of the Hengshan Sect replied loudly.

"So my first order after becoming the head of the sect is that our Hengshan faction has withdrawn from the alliance of the Wuyue Sword Sect since then, and has not respected Zuo Lengchan's orders since then." Master Dingyi's face was cold, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Obey the orders of the master!" The sound of the echo echoed outside the hermitage.

Ling Jing stood alone on the side, looking at the Dingyi Master at the top from afar, and thought: "It seems that the Hengshan Sect is determined to draw a clear line with the Wuyue Sword Sect, but Zuo Lengchan has been plotting the Wuyue Sword Sect for a long time, how can he be willing to let the Hengshan Sect get out." ”

At this moment, I heard a loud shout from the bottom of the mountain.

"Wait! The leader of the Songshan Sect's Left Alliance has an order, and Dingyi Shitai is not allowed to withdraw from the Wuyue Sword Sect Alliance without authorization. ”

Amidst the shouts, five people rushed in, followed by dozens of others. At that time, the five people each held a pennant, which was the alliance flag of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

The five of them ran to stand a few feet outside the crowd, and the man in the center was short and fat, with yellow and swollen face, and was in his fifties. Ling Jing recognized this person's surname Le Minghou, nicknamed "Da yīn Yang Shou", a good player of the Songshan faction, and a famous figure in the "Songshan Thirteen Taibao". (.)m read.