Chapter 125: Keeping the Root of This Trouble, You Can Only Cause Trouble (Ask for Subscription)

Lu Nianchou has been practicing penance in Zhongnan Mountain for more than half a year, and now it is no longer what it used to be, coupled with a peerless light skill, although he jumped from the cliff, he did not panic at all.

He tapped his toes on the cliff wall, slowing down the speed of his fall with his strength, and at the same time, the sheathed long sword in his hand struck the cliff wall from time to time, relaying the force, like a fairy, slowly falling from the cliff.

The bottom of the cliff is right in front of the ancient tomb, and you can see the scene below from mid-air.

This location is extremely exquisite, I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if Ma Yu did it intentionally.

By this time, the sky was already dark, the night was shrouded, and the bright moon was slowly rising.

If someone looks up, they can see the ghost-like figure slowly falling from the cliff.

……

At this time, Yang Guo, by chance, had already entered the ancient tomb.

Although this tomb of the living dead is called a tomb, it is actually a stronghold built by Wang Chongyang before he first rebelled against Jin, using thousands of manpower and taking several years to build.

It contains weapons, armor, grain and grass, and countless ingenious mechanisms to resist foreign enemies.

At the beginning, after Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying, the patriarch of the ancient tomb faction, had a gambling fight, he lost this ancient tomb to Lin Chaoying.

Now in this huge ancient tomb, there are only Xiaolongnu and a mother-in-law surnamed Sun, and the two depend on each other in this dark ancient tomb and never go out.

The arrival of Yang Guo made Grandma Sun overjoyed, she had raised Xiaolongnu as a daughter, but deep down she still wanted to have a boy.

Yang Guo was born handsome, and he could speak, coupled with his tragic life experience and pitiful encounter, which suddenly made Granny Sun feel compassionate.

But there are rules in the ancient tomb, and outsiders are not allowed to stay as guests, and it is impossible for men to stay here.

Seeing that it was already dark at this time, Xiaolongnu asked Granny Sun to send Yang Guo away.

Although Granny Sun was unwilling, she didn't dare to violate the rules of the ancient tomb, so she could only take Yang Guo towards the outside of the ancient tomb.

At this time, outside this ancient tomb, it was already surrounded by Quanzhen disciples, and the leader was Yin Zhiping, who was under Ma Yu's sect.

This person and Zhao Zhijing are fighting in secret, and have been competing for the position of three generations of masters, although the martial arts are slightly inferior to Zhao Jing, but Taoism is profound, and his prestige in the door is also higher.

Yang Guo killed his fellow disciples, and Lu Nianchou beat Zhao Zhijing to a serious injury, and the entire Chongyang Palace was alarmed.

Hao Datong, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, personally led many Quanzhen disciples to the ancient tomb to arrest Yang Guo.

It's just that Hao Datong cares about the origin of the ancient tomb and the Quanzhen faction, and doesn't want to bully the small with the big and ruin the relationship between the two families, so he hides on the side and asks Yin Zhiping to come forward and ask Yang Guo.

As soon as Granny Sun and Yang Guo left the tomb gate, they saw a young man on the opposite side with a jade crown on his head, wearing a Taoist crown and a gray Taoist robe, holding a sword in both hands and saluting.

"Yin Zhiping, a disciple of Quanzhen, was ordered by his master to meet Miss Long."

Behind Yin Zhiping, there were seven or eight Quanzhen disciples and four other fire workers, carrying Zhao Zhijing, who was seriously injured, and Lu Qingdu, who died tragically.

Yang Guo broke free of Granny Sun's hand, stepped forward, and said loudly: "I'm here, it's up to you to kill or kill." ”

Seeing this, the eldest disciple of Zhao Zhijing's sect showed an angry look on his face, and he stretched out his hand to snatch Yang Guo back.

At this moment, a sheathed sword roared from high in the sky, like a powerful crossbow.

Zhao Zhijing's eldest disciple subconsciously took a step back, and saw that the sheathed long sword and the extremely terrifying speed were nailed to the ground in front of Yang Guo, halfway into the ground.

Sonor!

The hilt of the sword shook slightly, and it made a humming sound of Qingyue, as if it was about to come out of its sheath.

At the same time, an indifferent voice sounded from high in the sky and spread in all directions, showing an incomparably profound internal cultivation.

"Yang Guo, is your life so worthless?"

"At every turn, you have to risk your life."

"Are you worthy of your dead mother by doing this?"

Everyone subconsciously followed the sound and looked up, and saw a figure dressed in white, like an immortal, slowly falling from the sky, and the tip of his foot was accurately pointed on the hilt of the sword.

He stood with his hands tied, his clothes fluttering, his long hair casually draped behind him, his skin was like jade, and under the moonlight, he was like an immortal.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

As soon as Yang Guo saw him, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly.

Lu Nianchou didn't turn to look at him, but just looked at Yin Zhiping in front of him and said, "Uncle Yin, please go back." ”

"I'm here today, you can't take Yang Guo away."

Zhao Salute's eldest disciple was already seriously injured by Lu Nianchou, and his heart was full of anger, but he knew that he was not an opponent, so he didn't dare to act when he was facing each other.

At this time, he knew that there was Guangning real person Hao Datong in the woods on the side, and he was bold, and he could still hold back the anger in his heart.

He strode forward, shook his sleeves, and asked, "Lu Ying, Yang Guo killed his fellow senior brother, contradicted the master, and defected to the master, the crime is unforgivable." ”

"You passed on the martial arts to Yang Guo in private, and seriously injured my master, it is a heinous crime, do you still want to be obsessed at this time?"

Lu Nianchou's face was cold, and he said lightly: "So what? ”

"You ......" Zhao Zhijing's eldest disciple was speechless for a while, looking at the other party's indifferent look, he only felt angry and aggrieved in his heart.

But if you want him to do it, you don't have the courage anyway.

Lu Nianchou stepped on the hilt of the sword, motionless, the white robe on his body hunted in the night wind, and his long hair fluttered wildly, as if he was going to ride the wind.

Yin Zhiping raised his eyebrows, and said in a stern tone: "Lu Ying, your master Li Zhihua and I are both disciples of the real person in charge, so you should call me a master." ”

"Uncle Shi, are you so rude?"

Lu Nianchou couldn't help but laugh softly, but what he said made everyone shocked.

"Call you uncle, that's for my master's sake."

"Otherwise, you are also worthy?"

When Yin Zhiping heard this, he almost couldn't believe his ears, he pressed the hilt of the sword tightly with his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Lu Ying, do you know what you're talking about?" ”

Lu Nianyun replied lightly: "I, Lu Ying, will no longer be a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect from today onwards. ”

"I only recognize Li Zhihua as my master, but I don't recognize you cats and dogs as my elders."

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to take Yang Guo away, ask me about the sword in my hand first, and if you agree!"

As soon as these words came out, the Quanzhen disciples present were suddenly in an uproar.

In the martial arts, the inheritance of master and apprentice is extremely important, especially in famous schools such as Quanzhen and Shaolin, and the martial arts of the disciples are all inherited in the door.

Those who betray their teachers are often spurned by the world's martial arts and become the scum who is looked down upon by everyone on the rivers and lakes.

Even among the Quanzhen Sect disciples present, there were many people who admired and admired Lu Nianchou in private, and they were even more dissatisfied with Zhao Zhijing's behavior.

But when he heard that Lu Nianchou dared to openly go out of the sect, claiming that he was no longer a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, all of them changed their faces.

Yin Zhiping pulled out his sword with a snort, and said in an extremely cold tone: "I will not only bring Yang Guo back today, but also escort your arrogant and bold evil obstacle back to the door." ”

"If you don't be severely punished, I'm afraid that the disciples in the sect will think that the rules in my sect have become decorations."

"Lu Ying, you use your sword, today I will teach you a lesson for Li Zhihua, so that you know what the rules are."

Lu Nianchou put his hands behind his back, and his upright figure looked a little ethereal in the wind and moonlight.

"Zhao Zhijing can't catch my sword."

"Your martial arts are a cut worse than him, do you dare to attack me?"

When Yin Zhiping heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't hesitate in the flow of his thoughts, and shouted: "All the disciples listen to the order, and the Beidou Tiangang Array is deployed." ”

With his order, the six Quanzhen disciples beside him glanced at Lu Nianchou, and after a little hesitation, they surrounded them from both sides and formed a Tiangang Beidou array.

Yin Zhiping said coldly: "To deal with this kind of rebellion and betrayal of the master's evil obstacles, don't show mercy to your subordinates, take it for me." ”

After saying that, he destroyed the sword array, and the seven sharp long swords, flashing with the cold light, pounced on Lu Nianchou, who was standing on the hilt of the sword.

Although Yin Zhiping's martial arts are slightly inferior to Zhao Zhijing, he is quite profound in Taoist kung fu, and he is more proficient in the operation of the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation.

At this time, the seven third-generation disciples joined forces to lay out the sword array, instantly setting off a storm of sword light, submerging Lu Nianchou's figure, so that no matter what action he did, he would be intercepted.

"Senior Brother Lu, be careful!" Seeing this, Yang Guo couldn't help but shout anxiously.

Seeing this, Granny Sun also snorted coldly and said, "In front of my ancient tomb sect, I can't help you Taoist priests to go wild. ”

Her voice fell, and her mouth buzzed and whispered, and she was about to summon the Jade Peak raised in this mountain and drive these True Daoists away.

"Thank you for your help."

"But they can't help me."

"The seniors only need to protect my junior brother and watch from the sidelines."

In the heavy sword light, Lu Nianchou's voice spread extremely clearly.

The long sword under his feet shook violently, his toes were slightly forced, his arms fluttered, and he pulled them apart like wings, and his body soared into the air, flying into the air like a crane.

"Just by you, you are also worthy of using the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation in front of me?!"

"It's ridiculous!"

His voice still echoed in the air, and the long sword under his feet had already been kicked into the hilt.

The long sword that had not been out of the body for a long time, like a bloodthirsty and tyrannical dragon, let out a fierce sword roar, and the cold cold light burst out, and the three-foot long sword catapulted out in an instant.

With a clang, it swirled and swirled, sweeping the sword light in all directions.

Boom!

The Quanzhen disciples in the field only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the long sword was incomparably delicate and refracted the bright moonlight in the sky and imprinted it in their eyes.

Although it was not as dazzling as the sunlight, this sudden change also made everyone's eyes squint slightly, and their bodies were stagnant.

At this moment, I saw a palm as white as jade, pressed on the hilt of the sword.

Airplanes!

A sword light was cold and fast, even brighter and colder than the bright moon in the sky.

With a straightforward and penetrating coldness, in the sharp sound of breaking the air, it directly enveloped the seven Quanzhen disciples who attacked at the same time.

"What a terrible swordsmanship!"

Yin Zhiping, who bore the brunt of the attack, was horrified, never expecting that a four-generation disciple in his teens would be able to achieve such a subtle swordsmanship.

He couldn't help but scream, and the long sword in his hand walked like a dragon snake, drawing a semicircular white line in the air, meeting the sword light.

Lu Nianchou left his left hand behind his back, the long sword in his hand was vertical and horizontal, in the fierce sound of Qingyue, the sword light bloomed, and where the sword blade passed, the extremely powerful blade cut ripples in the night wind.

When!

Blade strike! Mars splash!

Yin Zhiping's complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he felt that a powerful and incomparably accurate blow hit the weakest part of his sword blade.

The true qi he blessed on the sword's body melted like ice under the scorching sun under the action of an extremely strange force.

"Not good!"

At the moment when the blade of the sword touched his body, Yin Zhiping's face distorted and he let out a loud roar.

The life-and-death crisis was imminent, and he knew why Zhao Zhijing was defeated by this person at first sight.

The swordsmanship of the young man in front of him is exquisite, and the ghosts are unpredictable, he can directly attack the weakness of his own sword moves, and he also has a special breaking power, which makes his true qi collapse.

Under the sword, he destroyed all his resistance.

His face was solemn to the extreme, his body writhed like a long snake, and the sword in his hand was raised high, and then he threw it at the enemy.

If it is an ordinary person, in the face of this sudden sword, especially at such a close distance, it will definitely be difficult to dodge.

Moreover, there were six other disciples around whose long swords had already fallen, and this situation was really dangerous.

However, Lu Nianchou seemed to have expected it, and he didn't even look at it, his body was slightly on one side, and he dodged the long sword that came from the attack.

The figure was as fast as lightning, and he stepped in front of Yin Zhiping, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out, like a cold poisonous snake, cold and terrifying.

Yin Zhiping never expected that the other party would be able to avoid his killing move at the last moment, and he did not hesitate to kill him.

"Break it for me!"

He let out a wild scream, and the true qi in his body surged wildly, and he unleashed the top palm technique of the Quanzhen Sect, the Frost Breaking Ice Fist, to intercept the enemy's long sword.

But it's too late!

Although he practiced true qi, he had only just penetrated the twelve canons, and none of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra had been opened, and he burst out with killing moves one after another, and his breath inevitably fell.

The frost breaking ice fist was struck, Lu Nianchou did not dodge or dodge, his left palm met the attack, and the long sword of his right hand opened the opponent's blade, and kicked Yin Zhiping in the chest, causing the enemy to smash to the ground with a roar of broken bones.

Yin Zhiping rolled down to the ground, his whole body was covered with dirt, and he no longer had the elegance and dust of the past.

He gulped out blood, curled up together, speechless for a while.

With a clang, the long sword in Lu Nianchou's hand did not stop, like a long dragon, it was on top of the six long swords that were cleaved around.

The sword light arced away, slashing through the air, and in the fierce collision of weapons, forcing the remaining six Quanzhen disciples to retreat.

Bang!

The faces of the six Quanzhen disciples were a little pale, their five organs were churning violently, they gritted their teeth and retreated one after another, and they stopped after seven or eight steps.

Among the remaining six Quanzhen Sect disciples, one of them was Zhen Zhibing.

Lu Nianchou's body did not stop, the long sword slashed and killed, and the target was locked on Zhen Zhibing's body, and the long sword was used to transform three clears.

The sword light was like a thunderbolt, instantly knocking its long sword away, and then it raged under its lower abdomen with great ferocity.

"Ah......h

Zhen Zhibing suddenly let out a terrible scream, like a ghost crying wolf, painful, just hearing it made people feel creepy, and the spine felt chills in his back.

I saw that the Dao robe under his lower abdomen was torn apart by Sen Leng's sword blade, revealing a large hole.

A black mass fell to the ground with scarlet blood.

He fell to his knees in an instant, his body trembling, and a high-pitched, thin roar came out of his throat.

His eyes were full of blood, and he was in a cold sweat because of the severe pain, and the bruises on his originally fair face were exposed, which was extremely hideous.

"I ...... My ......"

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

The faces of the other Quanzhen disciples who were watching the battle changed drastically, and they hurriedly rushed over.

"Senior Brother Yin!"

"Senior Brother Zhen!"

Everyone didn't expect that Yin Zhiping and the other three generations of disciples formed the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation, and they were still defeated by Lu Nianchou's single sword in just a few breaths.

Yin Zhiping fell to the ground, and Zhen Zhibing was even more traumatized beyond words!

"Ahh

Zhen Zhibing screamed miserably, covering his lower body with his palms, but the blood was still gushing out, and the bruises on his face were bursting out, with infinite anger and despair.

"Lu Ying, I'm going to kill you!"

Lu Nianchou put away his sword and stood, and said in a light tone: "Cultivators should have no distractions, keep this root of trouble, and they can only invite disasters and cause trouble." ”

"I'm doing this for your good, you should be grateful to me!"

It's not there today, I'm sorry, I've been pondering the plot and I've written several versions.

Although the outline is set, the feeling of writing it is very different, and today I have been writing the outline, and I have sorted out the details of the next plot.

Tomorrow the update will be back to normal.

(End of chapter)