Zhang Qianqiu took more than a dozen subordinates, he glanced at his subordinates, and quietly compared with the disciple of the Bashan faction who led the way in front of him, and sighed in his heart, the Bashan faction has flourished for several years, it is not unreasonable, an ordinary disciple in front of him, extremely skilled, looking at his income and breath, almost walking thirty steps before a breath, such internal strength, if there is an iron hand, not to mention the hall master, it is more than enough to be a incense master, and looking at his appearance, he is just an extremely ordinary member.

The ruins on both sides, there are dead Taoist priests on the ground, blood stains are everywhere, it seems that there has been a tragic fight here, he also saw the corpses of the Taoist priests of the Taishan faction such as Tianjuezi and Tianshenzi in the crowd, Zhang Qianqiu was secretly surprised in his heart, and said in his heart: "It's not that the Taishan faction has been destroyed, otherwise how can you see Tianningzi in the demon sect." Tianningzi also followed the Demon Sect and the people to Mount Tai, because Zhang Qianqiu thought that the Demon Sect had robbed the head of the Taishan faction.

Walking into the Sanqing Statue Hall, I saw one of the tall adults coming out, and laughed loudly: "It's that friend of the Iron Hand Society who came, Hu Yida has lost his welcome, forgive his sins." Zhang Qianqiu went up, this time it was a private meeting between the Iron Hand Society and the Bashan faction, and a character like Zhang Qianqiu could appear, theoretically, a thief like Zhang Qianqiu did not exist, and he should have been killed by Xiang Broken Stone a long time ago.

This time, there are more than ten incense masters who came with Zhang Qianqiu, and one of the hall masters is an iron rod of Wanguiliu, and he is the one who supports Wansan in the Iron Hand Club, of course, there is no need to say too many kind words, everyone divided the guest of honor, sat down in the Sanqing Palace, and started the topic of cooperation between the two families.

On the other side, Liu Zeqing took more than a dozen brothers to the front of the attic of the scriptures, at this time the moonlight came down, the blood stains on the ground could only be seen black, and no one paid attention to the corpses on the ground.

A junior brother named Zhang Renling, who was a disciple of Xue Chuanshi, came to Liu Zeming and said, "Senior brother, what about the silver collected from the corpse, do you want us to divide it." There was a sly smile on his face as he spoke, and more than a dozen people behind him all had smirks.

Liu Zeqing said with a smile: "I don't want it, the brothers and sisters are tired for a long time, just to relieve a group of bull-nosed Taoist priests, it is appropriate to take a little from them." As he spoke, the other disciples had already begun to act.

Zhang Renling stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, that day Ningzi raised more than a dozen women in the back mountain, all of them were beautiful women, and they were waiting for their senior brother to rescue them." As he spoke, his face flashed, and with a hipply expression, he also approached a disciple.

Liu Zeqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, of course he wanted to rescue, but remembering that the things that the master ordered had not been done, he said: "I have to find dozens of Taishan faction martial arts methods first, and I can't do what the master ordered." ”

Zhang Renling said: "Senior brother, don't worry, if you have time, you can find the book first, and then save the beauty, wouldn't it be beautiful." Later, a group of people also coaxed, and said: "Senior brother himself, everyone knows it, and there are more than a dozen of them at a time, and there is no problem in thinking about it." ”

At this time, a disciple had already entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and flipped everywhere, Liu Zeqing also came in, and laughed and said: "I look at this Taishan faction, there is nothing remarkable, this pavilion is full of Taoist books, and the rumored "Returning to the Humble Heart Law" is not a big deal.

Everyone was in an uproar, and the disciple saw that the scriptures on the pavilion were not valuable objects, so they threw them up, Liu Zeqing said loudly: "If you see martial arts books, remember to put them away, don't let them go, the master has ordered to put them away, although the master is the number one master in the world, it's not too much, isn't it?"

A voice suddenly said loudly: "You, what are you doing? This is the place of the Taishan faction, and you are not allowed to come nonsense." A Taoist priest, with a bloody robe on his body, dragged his body into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and pointed at a group of disciples of the Bashan Sect who were tearing books and making fun.

Zhang Renling looked at it and said with a smile: "It's Minghua Dao Chief, Minghua Dao Chief, I waited here late at night to find out whether there were any demon demons lurking in Mount Tai, Minghua Dao Chang misunderstood." ”

Minghua Daoist stepped forward and pointed at Zhang Renling's nose and said: "I heard me right, you are looking for the "Returning to the Humble Heart Law", you get out quickly, this is the place of the Taishan faction, and you can't be presumptuous here." "This Minghua Daoist is Tian Shenzi's apprentice, and now he should have followed Tianyinzi in the room to recuperate, and he didn't want to run here, which would ruin everyone's business.

Zhang Renling said: "How can the Dao Chief come out alone, the Demon Sect demon may not have left yet, the Dao Chief should not come out alone, it is extremely dangerous." As he spoke, he glanced at a few senior brothers.

Minghua Dao didn't know what to do, and said loudly: "I have righteousness in my chest, how can I be afraid of the demon sect demons, it's okay if they don't come, come and kill one by one, come and kill one by one, even if I am the only one, I have to fight to the end......"

Zhang Renling nodded in the back, it seems that there are really no other Taishan disciples behind him, and there is indeed only Minghua Dao alone.

Liu Zeqing heard that Minghua Daoist said that only one person came, so he put his mind at ease, walked to Minghua Daoist with a smile, and said with a smile: "Brother Dao, don't worry, don't worry, don't be in a hurry Daozu." ”

Minghua Daoist didn't understand, and said: "What do you see Dao Ancestor, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

The next one is called a disciple, it is Han Weihua, a disciple of Xue Chuanshi, he has quietly walked behind Minghua Daoren, and several senior brothers have cooperated very tacitly when they speak.

What else did Minghua Daoist want to say, he was feeling that something was wrong, more than a dozen disciples of the Bashan Sect looked at him with smirking expressions, under the night, the stars were dotted, so many people, there was actually a strange aura, and they didn't make a sound.

One hand suddenly grabbed his hair, the other hand covered his neck, his hands and feet were grabbed at the same time, and several disciples of the Bashan Sect quietly surrounded him, restraining his hands and feet, all of them with strange smiles on their faces, none of them made a sound.

Liu Zeqing paced up, like a poet, walking very slowly, while walking put an iron glove on his hand, Minghua Daoren's eyes and his eyes looked at him, suddenly Liu Zeqing's right hand suddenly stretched out, really inserted into the heart of Minghua Daoren, and all the brothers around Minghua Daoren opened their mouths and laughed together, showing happy expressions, and everyone was silent.

The sound of "popping" came from the hearts of Minghua Dao people, and Liu Zeqing withdrew his right hand, which was a pile of minced meat.

Minghua Daoist fell down softly, with disbelief in his eyes.

Liu Zeqing put his right hand on the corner of his mouth, and blew lightly, the minced meat flew into the air, after Liu Zeqing finished blowing, he sighed deeply, and then closed his eyes with satisfaction, and sighed: "Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." ”

Zhang Renling said with a smile: "Senior brother is really full of poet's temperament, junior brother, I have practiced for five thousand years, and I can't practice the elegant temperament of my senior brother, presumably in this world, there are people with both profound martial arts and such poetic talents, except for senior brothers, I can no longer find out, senior brothers, such talents, only one in five thousand years, I can hear about the poetry of senior brothers, it is really a blessing to cultivate in five hundred lifetimes......"

Liu Zeqing sighed and said: "Don't talk nonsense, this is what I heard by Zhang Fan Shi Bo back then, just borrowed to respond to the scene, but I am a poet from there." ”

At this time, the corpse of Minghua Daoist was lying on the ground, Liu Zeqing slowly put the iron glove into his hand, saw Minghua on the ground, and suddenly cried loudly: "Senior Brother Minghua, Senior Brother Minghua, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you, why are you covered in blood, who did it, you say it quickly, we will definitely avenge you......" While saying this, he threw himself at the corpse of Minghua Daoren, and then stroked the corpse and cried.

Zhang Renling squeezed out tears and said: "Senior brother, don't be sad, I can't imagine that Du Luohua, the first person in the gold-clothed messenger, the ripper, suddenly plotted against Senior Brother Minghua, I can't save it, let Senior Brother Minghua go, I can't wait for the enemy Du Luohua the ripper There is no way to do it, Senior Brother must not blame himself." ”

Liu Zeqing stood up, wiped his eyes and said, "That's right, did everyone hear it?"

The crowd said in unison: "Exactly. ”

Liu Zeqing said: "There used to be a man named Wu Chuanyu, can you remember his lesson?"

Zhang Renling shouted: "Who is Wu Chuanyu, which one, Senior Brother Liu Zeqing is our Senior Brother." ”

Liu Zeqing was extremely satisfied.

Among the current Bashan disciples, Zhang Fan's disciples, Cui Xiaoqing, Zhao Kuan'er, etc., are all in their own way, since Zhang Fan went down the mountain, Cui Xiaojing and Zhao Kuan'er, as well as Yuan Yingbiao, the demon envoy who later joined the Bashan faction, are not welcomed, and they shrank in Zhijian Peak all day long to listen to the broken stone, and later Wu Chuanyu Cheng Liting and others are not as favored as the Liu brothers, Huang Degong and others, Wu Chuanyu was even driven out of the door, and now the disciples of the Bashan faction are represented by this group of people, but there is also competition between them.

Hu Yida only needs useful people, not people with a conscience. And they are all useful people, even if Hu Yida knows, Xiang Duo scolded "It's not secretive." "I won't do anything with them, in the past, Wu Chuanyu, as a senior brother, complained to Hu Yida after knowing the behavior of the Liu family's brother Huang Degong and others, but was later driven away, and the so-called "people with a conscience" were either not welcomed, or died in the previous battles to besiege the demon sect demons, and now the dozens of people around Hu Yida are extremely useful.

Tianyinzi is meditating to adjust his injuries, he has suffered a lot of internal injuries during the day, and he is now seizing the time to recover.

A disciple with tears in his eyes, rushed in, Tianyinzi fixed his eyes, it was his disciple Mingzheng Daoist, his disciple was a thief before the entrance, was influenced by Tianningzi, entered the Daomen, worshiped Tianyinzi as a teacher, although Tianyinzi was not willing to do it in the door, but the training disciple is a good hand, Mingzheng was originally good at hiding, after learning the martial arts of the Taishan faction, the hidden ability is stronger, and he is also specialized in the art industry, Tianyinzi is extremely satisfied with him, today in the face of the attack of the gold-clothed messengers of the Demon Sect, Mingzheng can escape, but also benefit from his light skills。

With tears in his eyes, Mingzheng shouted: "Master, Master, Senior Brother Minghua asked Bashan to send Liu Zeqing to kill, they took out Senior Brother's heart to play, Senior Brother died so miserably......"

Tianyinzi was startled, stood up, at this time Mingzheng was still talking, only listening to Mingzhengdao: "A group of people from the Bashan faction rummaged through the cabinets in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, like robbers, I checked with the Minghua brothers, I saw that their group of people were not good, and advised the Minghua brothers not to go to the interrogation, but the senior brother didn't listen, he went alone, and I quietly hid in the shadows, and I saw that the people of the Bashan faction had a disagreement with the senior brother, and suddenly killed the killer, more than a dozen Bashan disciples had a share, especially Liu Zeqing, Zhang Renling, Han Weihua and a few people, all of them have the blood of their senior brother on their hands. ”

Tianyinzi arrived at the door and glanced outside, the other disciples were meditating and pranayama, and they didn't hear any movement here.

Ming Zheng said: "Master, you must avenge Senior Brother Ming, he died a miserable death......"

Tianyinzi's face turned gray, and he said in a low voice: "Mingzheng, you remember, don't tell anyone about this matter, don't let them know, just when Minghua died in the process of fighting against the Demon Sect during the day, do you know?"

Ming Zheng's eyes widened and said, "Why?"

Tianyinzi laughed miserably: "What do you want to do for the teacher, the Taishan faction has gone through this great disaster, Ren Changfeng Ancestor has also passed away, the people in the faction, nine out of ten, what else can we do? What do you want to do for the teacher? Go and fight hard with Hu Yida? If you can fight, it's okay to say, but you can't fight him for the teacher." ”

Ming Zheng said: "Then forget it? You didn't see that Senior Brother Minghua died so miserably, his heart was taken out, and his eyes bulged out when he died." ”

Tianyinzi said: "Mingzheng, I know that you and Minghua have always been friends, but what can we do? Liu Zeqing is Hu Yida's proud disciple, he will definitely not punish Liu Zeqing, now, we can only find a way to slowly restore the Taishan faction and re-establish the Taishan faction, this is the only way, Minghua, can only wronged him." ”

Ming Zheng shed tears, and Tianyinzi continued: "I will assign some things, let you go down the mountain quickly, don't meet that Liu Zeqing and them, you are born not to hide your thoughts, everything you think is written on your face, let them see it, they will be suspicious, maybe they will poison you, and after a while, I will call you up the mountain again, do you know?"

Ming Zheng wiped his tears, he and Minghua are brothers who have an excellent relationship, but now they can't avenge Minghua, and their hearts are naturally extremely painful.

Tianyinzi looked at the moonlight and said, "You go back and clean up quickly, I'll send you down the mountain early tomorrow morning, you know?"

Mingzheng knew that the master was for his own good, and now the Bashan faction was powerful, and the Taishan faction was not an opponent, so he turned his face, and the whole faction might suddenly be wiped out by the "Demon Sect Demon", so he could only endure it and restore his strength.

Seeing that Ming Zheng went out, Tianyinzi walked to the window, and saw two disciples of the Bashan faction standing in front of the courtyard, these people were actually thrown by Hu Yida to spy on him, Tianyinzi did not say anything, and was polite to them, thinking of the situation of the Taishan faction, his heart was even more uneasy, now but he must obey Hu Yida, and let Hu Yida see the value of the Taishan faction, so that he can cooperate, how to let Hu Yida see the value of the Taishan faction? His own martial arts should not be too far from Naluo Baizhi, and it seems that it is time to find an opportunity for Hu Yida to see his value.

The sky has just dawned, the early morning of Mount Tai, it was originally a lot of disciples to practice swords in front of the Sanqing Temple, but now there is no one, this hall is empty, and the corpses that have been cleaned up are neatly put aside, and they are the corpses of the Taoist priests who died in battle.

Tianyinzi walked slowly, and saw his senior brothers Tianshenzi and Tianjuezi lying in it, seeing that they were dead and dead, Tianyinzi secretly vowed in his heart to glorify the Taishan faction and not let the Taishan faction perish in the hands of his own generation.

On one side, Ming Zheng played a small bag, was lowering his head, following behind, on the other side of the Sanqing Temple, there was a sound of talking, and a group of people walked over to this side, the first person was not a disciple of the Bashan faction, it was an old man in black, not the clothes of the Bashan faction, it seemed that the martial arts were extremely high, Tianyinzi was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "Who is this?"