"That being the case, the old man is also leaving!"

Wu Daozi came to the side of a few people, thought about it and said.

"Amitabha, this time it's really annoying Master Wu!" Zhizhi sighed with low eyebrows.

"Abbot doesn't need to be like this, your Tianlong Temple and my Infinite Sword Sect are facing each other across the bank, they are neighbors, and it is appropriate to help each other."

Things have happened, Wu Daozi will not say that Tianlong Temple is not at this time, there is no big loss, just learn a lesson!

He bowed and expressed his gratitude in his heart.

Several people also said goodbye to the two of them one after another, and personally sent the two out of Tianlong Temple.

"Abbot, a few masters, you don't have to send it, he'll see you in the rivers and lakes one day!"

"Two of you walk slowly, Tianlong Temple will always remember kindness!"

After the two sides said goodbye, Yang Ling and Wu Daozi went down the mountain together.

Glancing at Yang Ling, Wu Daozi's face was slightly hesitant, but he still asked, "Yang Shaoxia, the old man has a reluctant request, can you consider it?" ”

Yang Ling's senses for him were much better than those monks, and he immediately smiled and said, "Senior, please speak!" ”

"No, no, no, I don't dare to be a senior, if you don't mind, you call me big brother, I call you Brother Yang Xian, how about you and I are brothers?"

In front of Yang Ling, he didn't dare to call himself a senior, although he was a brother, he also took advantage.

Regardless of whether the other party still has such shocking martial arts, but the people in the rivers and lakes are convinced by their hearts, not just martial arts, in his opinion, Yang Ling's character is far more superb than martial arts, and he is admired by his heart.

If he encounters that kind of situation, he will never turn back and save people.

Until now, he has fallen into the end of all his skills, and he has never heard him complain, such an awe-inspiring righteousness is comparable to ordinary people.

Yang Ling saw that he didn't care about the loss of his martial arts now, and he was willing to befriend him, and he had a better impression of Wu Daozi in his heart, so he smiled and said: "In this way, I will call Brother Wu!" ”

"Hahaha, very good, very good!"

Wu Daozi smiled heartily, and then said: "Brother Yang Xian, then I will have something to say!" ”

"Don't hide it, my brother wants to invite you to sit in my Wuliang Sword Sect, of course, my brother knows that you are in a hurry, but I don't think you are in a hurry, with your current situation, it is very dangerous to enter and exit the rivers and lakes, there is a Wuliang cave on my Wuliang Mountain, there is a jade wall left by the immortals in the cave, which is engraved with the immortal swordsmanship, the old brother has limited talent, and he can't see the mystery, I want to ask the virtuous brother to go to have a look, and by the way, I will point out one or two."

I thought that if he could comprehend the swordsmanship, he would have a layer of protection in the rivers and lakes.

He can naturally see that most of Yang Ling's sword moves are urged by internal force, and when it comes to swordsmanship, there is really no way to do it, if it was before, it would have been enough, but now he has no internal strength, if he encounters a master, he is afraid that it will be difficult to win with only that sword technique that sees the moves.

When Yang Ling heard that it was swordsmanship, he immediately became interested, although the master asked him not to practice any swordsmanship, but he should be fine!

He doesn't have to learn other swordsmanship, but he can absorb the essence of it.

As for the return of the Immortal Sutra, there is really no hurry.

"In this way, it will bother Brother Wu!"

Yang Ling clenched his fists and smiled.

"Hahaha, it's easy to say!"

Wu Daozi laughed heartily and patted Yang Ling on the shoulder.

It must not be said that he still attaches great importance to Yang Ling's kendo talent, and if he can discuss it with him, he will definitely gain something.

After this battle, the two of them also talked more, Wu Daozi was not taboo, and the things he asked were not separated from the use of kendo to describe the technique, and Yang Ling also knew everything and said everything.

I don't know when, the two of them have already walked down the Diancang Mountain, and as soon as they reached the foot of the mountain, they heard a high-pitched sound of horses, and they ran towards them at a gallop, and there was a person chasing behind them.

I saw a white shadow galloping and stopped in front of Yang Ling.

He recognized the white dragon, but the person behind him was not Zi Ningyan, and his heart suddenly tightened: Could it be that something happened to her?

The white dragon was extremely spiritual, and he recognized Yang Ling, and after wandering around him, he hid behind him, thinking that he had found a backer.

At this time, the man behind it also chased after him.

He is a shirtless middle-aged man, with knotted muscles and no beard, but he has some clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but it is extremely incompatible with this burly figure, with short and medium long hair, braids, only at shoulder level, and a colorful costume, not like the dress of the Central Plains.

"Damn brute, I'll see where you're running today!"

The big man rushed over and spoke evil words.

Yang Ling frowned, seeing that he was still holding a long whip in his hand, and the white dragon was trembling all over, as if he was extremely afraid of the other party.

He stroked it lightly on its head to soothe it, then looked at the strong man and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Wu Daozi saw everything in his eyes and was vigilant.

"Where did you come from, don't get out of the way."

The strong man didn't answer, he shouted angrily, and stretched out his hand to pull Yang Ling away.

"Humph!"

I saw Wu Daozi snort coldly, shot like lightning, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and said coldly: "Your Excellency is so rude!" ”

The strong man secretly tried his best, but no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't break free, secretly thinking that he had met a master, his tone and demeanor were slightly restrained, and he no longer struggled.

When Wu Daozi saw him like this, he also let go of his hand.

I heard Yang Ling ask again: "Do you know Zi Ningyan?" ”

He finally saw something strange, although the color of this strong man's clothing was different from Yan'er, but the style was similar, which was why he asked.

When the strong man heard him ask, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"You are Yang Ling?"

"Exactly!"

Yang Ling frowned.

I just feel that something bad is going to happen.

The strong man snorted and said, "So it's you?" You look handsome, but the silver spear wax head is embarrassing and useful, how can my holy daughter fall blind to you! ”

Saint?

Yang Ling remembered that Yan'er had said that she was the saintess of which tribe in Miaojiang, and immediately asked, "Where is Yan'er?" ”

"Bold, how can you call the name of the saint, if you shout again, I will tear your mouth."

The strong man scolded angrily.

"There's an old man here, you can try it!"

Wu Daozi took a step forward, his expression was cold, and the momentum accumulated all over his body frightened the strong man to take a step back.

Yang Ling's brows furrowed even deeper, but thinking that the other party and Yan'er should be of the same clan, the anger in his heart was also suppressed.

"I wonder where she is now?"

When the strong man saw him admit it, he let out a sneer: "The holy woman naturally went back to my tribe!" ”

"But I just happened to meet you, and I can be regarded as having completed the task assigned by the Holy Maiden."

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his bosom and threw it to the other party.

Yang Ling stretched out his hand to take it, and suddenly felt a pain in the back of his hand, and turned his hand to look, only to see a colored spider climbing on the back of his hand and taking a bite.

The bite area immediately became red and swollen.

At this time, there was a strong man's laughter: "Boy, how does this colorful poisonous spider taste?" ”

"If you will kneel down and beg me, I will give you the antidote, or after a stick of incense, you will be paralyzed and tortured to death by severe pain!"

"How daring!"

Wu Daozi couldn't help but be furious, and flew forward, the blade of the sword was unsheathed, the white light swept by, a bright red ear fell to the ground, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the throat of the other party.

"Hand over the antidote!"

The strong man didn't expect the other party to be so fast, and it wasn't until this moment that he felt the sharp pain in his ears, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

I saw that he quickly took out a medicine bottle, squeezed it in the palm of his hand, and shouted: "You dare to kill me? Kill me, and he won't want to live. ”

With a click, the crack burst out instantly.

Wu Daozi's pupils shrank, and he didn't know what to do for a while, he blamed himself for being too careless, and actually let Yang Ling be persecuted under his nose.

The strong man decided that the other party didn't dare to make a move, and at this moment he also snorted hardly: "It's okay if you don't kneel down and beg for mercy, as long as you agree, you won't entangle the saint of our clan in the future, I will give you this antidote!" ”

As he spoke, he stared at Yang Ling with a playful expression.

He wanted to see what kind of hero the saint kept talking about, what kind of hero was a stinky boy? Between life and death crises, it is not like a wagging tail begging pug to choose the former.

However, when he looked at it, he couldn't help frowning.

I saw Yang Ling spread out the letter paper and looked at it, he didn't care about the wound on the back of his hand at all, and stepped on the corpse of the colored spider under his feet, sometimes frowning, sometimes helpless, sometimes smiling, sometimes relieved, all kinds of expressions were intertwined, which seemed extremely complicated.

Slowly put away the letter paper and put it in his arms, Yang Ling looked at the back of his hand that began to swell, and smiled at the strong man: "This poison can't cause harm to me, and if you change it to a more powerful one day, you must at least need the level of a thousand-year-old ice silkworm." ”

The strong man's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the wound that had been swollen and compounded, except for two small blood holes, there was no big problem, but the blood that flowed out was bright red.

Also, what thousand-year-old ice silkworm, does he know what he's talking about?

The thousand-year-old ice silkworm is the number one existence in the world's most poisonous things, this kind of thing can't resist no matter how high your martial arts are, you're afraid it's not crazy with drugs, right? Tell this nonsense.

Wu Daozi saw that Yang Ling was fine, he was surprised and happy in his heart, and the sword blade in his hand couldn't help but advance a point, and blood suddenly flowed out.

The strong man's heart sank, the antidote in his hand fell to the ground, and the whole person couldn't stop being afraid.

Yang Ling hurriedly spoke: "Brother Wu is slow, can you spare his life?" ”

Wu Daozi glanced at Yang Ling and withdrew his long sword.

"Brother Xian said to spare him, then spare him!"

"Thank you!"

Yang Ling clenched his fists and thanked him.

Then he looked at the strong man, his tone did not have much hatred, and he said surprisingly flatly: "Please also help me bring a message to your holy woman, just say that the rivers and lakes are sinister, wait for me to pick her up!" ”

The strong man looked at Yang Ling deeply, hugged his fists, turned around and left.

He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

Yang Ling turned around, stroked the white dragon's forehead lightly, and said with a smile: "From now on, you will follow me!" ”

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