Emei, this famous mountain has beautiful scenery, but it has also been endowed with too many meanings.

Emei faction is famous far and wide.

The death of Dugu Yihe, although it has had a great impact on Emei, will not change that it is the top force in the rivers and lakes.

Just as every group has a bottom, Lin Qingshan is the bottom of Emei.

He is the same as the disciples at the bottom of Emei, his qualifications are mediocre and his appearance is mediocre, although he was accepted into the mountain gate, he has not been able to practice his true qi, and can only be reduced to going to the Foreign Affairs Institute to contribute to the construction of Emei.

Just like everyone has dreams, he also has them, and he also hopes that he can be like the seven brothers and sisters of "Three Heroes and Four Shows", acting chivalrous and righteous, and raising his eyebrows and fame.

At the same time, Lin Qingshan also has a secret hidden in his heart, he likes Senior Sister Shi Xiuyun.

But he knew that the two were people from different worlds, so he never dared to have any extravagant thoughts, and every time he met from afar on the mountain, he could be happy for a long time.

On this day, after he finished his errands outside, he returned to the Foreign Affairs Institute to resume his life, and saw some senior brothers gathered together, talking about something excitedly, and faintly hearing the twelve styles or something.

However, he did not like to join in the fun, so he glanced twice, turned around and went back to his lodgings.

Not long after he lay down to rest, his roommate Lu Zhengchu rushed in, walked to his bed, and threw a book to him.

He was startled and said, "What is this?"

Lu Zhengchu turned his head and said, "See for yourself." ”

Lin Qingshan lowered his head and picked up the book that fell under the bed, looked at it, and whispered: ""The Twelve Styles of the Blood God", hehe, it's quite bluffing, but this paper is too rough." ”

He had also dreamed before that he was like the hero of the story that was circulating, and he got magic by chance, and then he became a great martial artist, conquering the world, and the beauty was on his side.

But dreams are dreams, and he has seen a lot of martial arts cheats with bluffing names.

Flipping it open, there are nine pages of movements, not a word, only the last three pages are a meditation pattern, with a little bit of martial arts cheats.

He was still under the bed, and he didn't care.

But just about ten days later, Emei's law enforcement disciples began to search every room, strictly ordering no one to hide the Blood God Twelve Styles.

The new head of Emei also held a meeting, and the wording was extremely harsh, and no Emei disciple was allowed to practice the "Blood God Twelve Styles" privately.

In addition to Emei, the same thing was staged in Wudang, Kongtong, Shaolin, Qingcheng, etc. one by one.

Almost at the same time, all forces in the entire rivers and lakes were desperately resisting "The Twelve Styles of the Blood God".

For this completely different low-threshold cultivation method, the high-level leaders of the top forces in the rivers and lakes were alert.

The rise of a power inevitably means that the interests of those with vested interests are reduced.

Similarly, there is no shortage of far-sighted people among the high-level leaders of these top factions, and they expected that the large circulation of the "Blood God Twelve Styles" will inevitably create a new batch of martial arts masters one day in the future.

And these martial arts masters will inevitably overthrow their rule and begin to rob their existing interests.

But their movements are still too slow, the kind of pamphlets are extremely low-cost, and the rough paper, especially under the impetus of the people behind them, is like not asking for money, and a large number of them are circulated all over the world.

It's the countryside people, and some of them don't know where to get a copy.

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Chivalry Island, by the sea.

Dai Daojin held the news from Huo Xiu in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

The resistance of the various sects had long been expected by him, so he also did some corresponding things to deal with it.

He looked down and looked again, and the forces of the imperial court and the military were intervening in the letter, and they were also secretly promoting the development of things, which made him think.

Why is the imperial court helpless against the rivers and lakes, it is not a master of the inner family, and the imperial court is also lacking, and those people from the six doors are just a drop in the bucket when they cast themselves on the rivers and lakes.

In terms of sensitivity to news, all the major factions in the rivers and lakes are not qualified to eat ashes behind the ass of the imperial court.

He spread the "Blood God Twelve Styles" to the world, and the first person to receive the news was probably the imperial court.

Learn the art of literature and martial arts, and the goods are with the emperor's family.

Being an errand in the imperial court is far from being so unbearable, in fact, there are not too many people on the rivers and lakes who want to get an official and a half-position in the six gates.

Therefore, there are also masters in the court, and naturally there are speculations about the impact of "The Twelve Styles of the Blood God".

And these speculations, combined with the thinking of those politicians, will inevitably respond,

But the court's response is somewhat interesting, as if it has no intention of obstruction, but rather fuels the fire.

Dai Daojin was really angry, the letter paper in his hand was immediately shattered, and he laughed in a low voice: "It seems that the imperial court is dissatisfied with the current rivers and lakes, interesting." ”

He turned and drifted away.

And just when Dai Daojin was speculating about the intentions of the imperial court, he was in a camp on the outskirts of Beijing at this time.

This is where the camp of the Imperial Guards is located, and it is the elite of the elite.

At this time, in the square, a phalanx of thousands of people, the soldiers had shed their armor and were sitting on the ground with some movements.

If someone has read "The Twelve Styles of the Blood God", they can know that this is the fifth action.

Although these old men are illiterate, they have strong muscles and high physical fitness, especially when they hear the general say that they can eat meat at every meal by doing these movements every day, and their enthusiasm is even higher.

Not far from them, more than a dozen large iron pots were erected, bubbling inside, and bursts of meat fragrance wafted out.

On the high platform, a general in black armor, tall and tall, standing there like a hill, imposing, was looking coldly at the thousands of people in the square.

He turned his head and asked, "How's it going?"

The military medical officer next to him said respectfully: "Back to General Zhu, in the past three months, these soldiers have more than doubled their physical strength, speed, and endurance, and they are still improving. ”

A smile appeared on General Zhu's cold black face.

The adjutant next to him had a toothache and said with a bitter face: "General, but these guys are eating almost as much as a 10,000-person team, and there is meat all of a sudden, this is ......"

Before he finished speaking, a blade-like gaze fell on his face, so that his next words were not spoken.

General Zhu reprimanded: "You know a fart, a rat-eyed thing, if these people practice this "Blood God Twelve Styles" effect is really so good, in the future, it will not be difficult to promote the whole army, sweep the world, and expand the territory, just grain and grass are a fart." ”

The adjutant immediately smiled bitterly, knowing the general's temper, he didn't care, and hurriedly bowed down and said yes.

General Zhu snorted, looked at the square, and said secretly in his heart: Damn, these dogs can really be eaten, I'm afraid that even if the whole country is strong, it won't be able to supply 100,000 people.

However, as soon as he thought of leading such a powerful soldier into battle, his heart was faintly excited.

These chivalrous and forbidden dogs have also researched some good things.

......

Dai Daojin, who was scolded as a cub, began to prepare for inviting people to drink beef soup at this time.

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