Gao Daquan was very optimistic about Lin Lingsu, but not everyone thought like him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the Huashan faction and the Shaolin Temple were silent for a long time, countless Buddhist believers chose to travel long distances to Shenzhou to pay homage to the Bodhidharma, and in the south of the Yangtze River, there were also countless followers of Chen Tuan Ancestor who went to Huashan to ask Chen Tuan Ancestor to come out of the mountain to manifest himself.

Every martial arts sect is not a one-person sect, and there will inevitably be intricate forces behind it.

At the level of the Huashan faction, there are countless small forces that rely on the Huashan faction to survive.

The Huashan faction is developed, and they can drink soup with it.

If the Huashan faction is robbed, they will also be unlucky.

As the stock of the Huashan faction continued to fall, these people could no longer sit still.

They made an appointment to go to Huashan to worship together, and at least one word of permission was obtained.

But when they arrived at the Huashan faction, they didn't see Chen Mengqiu, nor did they see any of the four heavenly positions of the Huashan faction.

Not to mention Chen Tuan's ancestor.

They were met by madmen who had always been known for their madness.

And what made these people even more devastated was that the madman's martial arts realm was still the star realm.

Obviously, Chen Mengqiu's statement in Bianjing City that the madman has advanced is nonsense.

That Chen Tuan Ancestor's exit from the customs is naturally also a lie.

In the face of these affiliated forces, the madman's statement is very simple and simple:

"I know what you're here for, now is the most dangerous time for the Huashan faction. Those who are willing to stay, the Huashan faction welcomes them with both hands. If you want to leave, the Huashan faction will not be far away, but if you want to come back in the future, please don't open your mouth. ”

After saying this, the madman turned around and left, leaving many people looking at each other.

"What's wrong with the madman?"

"I don't know, although crazy people used to be crazy, they didn't look at anyone like this. ”

"It's not that there is no one in my eyes, how do I feel that something is wrong with the Huashan faction?"

These people whispered, and the reaction of the madmen was completely beyond their expectations.

And since these people rely on the Huashan faction to live, they naturally have backers in the Huashan faction. At this time, they couldn't take care of it, and began to contact their ancestors in the Huashan faction.

Soon, everyone learned about the major events that had happened in the Huashan faction, and the audience was stunned.

Five minutes later, people began to leave.

Ten minutes later, half of the scene was gone.

And after half an hour passed, the entire Huashan seemed to have become a dead place.

Canglongling, the most dangerous peak in Huashan, is also a cave house chosen by a madman for himself.

Few people in the Huashan faction dared to appear here, because the madman initiated the madness, which was not recognized by the six relatives, and the madman of the Huashan faction disciple did not kill him.

But today, a middle-aged Taoist came here.

The middle-aged Taoist has a majestic face, but the most striking thing is his sharp momentum.

He walked all the way as if a sword was moving, straight and straight, without taking any forks in the road.

In front of him, the peaks of Canglong Ridge that pierced straight into the sky seemed to be a little inferior.

With the perception of a madman, no wind or grass within a hundred miles can hide from him.

However, the madman acted as if he was completely unaware of the existence of this person, and he was just constantly bombarding the mountain wall of Canglong Ridge with his fists.

It could be seen that the madman did not use any star power, because his fists had already been fleshed open.

But the madman didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, and continued to repeat his fists, not knowing what he was venting.

If any Huashan Sect disciple saw this scene, he would definitely be terrified, because it meant that the madman was going crazy again.

But today's middle-aged Taoist is not an ordinary Huashan sect disciple.

When he saw the madman's appearance, a flash of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Idiot, why are you doing this?" the middle-aged Taoist sighed.

It wasn't until he opened his mouth to speak that the madman stopped his movements, turned around and stared coldly at the middle-aged Taoist, his eyes without the slightest emotion.

"Those people are gone, they all made their choices. The middle-aged Taoist seemed to be explaining to the madman, but soon, he revealed his true thoughts: "Even these people who have interests in the Huashan faction have chosen to draw a line with the Huashan faction, you are a person from the Pure Yang Palace, why do you want to defend Huashan?"

The madman remained silent, and the eyes that looked at him were even colder.

And when the middle-aged Taoist faced the madman, his majesty was gone, and there was only simple pity in his eyes.

"Your father and I are friends of life and death, when the news of the Chunyang upheaval came out, everyone accused him of betraying Lu Zu and stealing the Zhenfang Divine Skill of Chunyang Palace. I don't know if this is true, but your mother was forced to commit suicide in front of everyone, and you were abolished at a young age and became a waster. To this day, I still remember the hatred in your eyes when I found you. After a pause, the middle-aged Taoist continued: "I can't forget what a sunny child you were when I first saw you. The adult world, but ruined a child's childhood, it was your father who was sorry for you. I thought about making amends for your father, but over the years, you have become more and more withdrawn, and I have failed to fulfill my responsibilities. ”

"I am grateful for all that you have done for me. The madman finally spoke: "If one day, you need me to die for you, I will never hesitate." ”

Hearing the madman say this, the middle-aged Taoist was not happy at all, but his mood suddenly fell down.

"So, you will only die for me, but you will not serve me. The middle-aged Taoist sighed.

"I'm sorry, but you and I are different, and we don't conspire with each other. The madman said in a deep voice, "I know what it feels like to be abandoned, so I will never be the one who abandons others." ”

"The Huashan Pai Mansion is about to fall, why are you bothered?" the middle-aged Taoist was still working hard.

But the will of a madman has long been unshaken by anyone.

"Master, I also want to ask you, you have already become famous all over the world, so why bother to start a new stove?" A trace of bitter hatred flashed in the madman's eyes: "Is ambition really so important? It is so important that you will not hesitate to deceive your teacher and destroy your ancestors, and you will not hesitate to let you abandon your wife and children?"

The middle-aged Taoist keenly discovered the hatred in the madman's eyes, and he also realized that what the madman really hated was not himself, but his father, the "traitor" back then.

And today, what he does is very similar to that of his mad father.

When he figured this out, he knew that it was impossible to win over the madman to his side.

However, he still seriously explained the answer to the madman: "Madman, you have never held power, so you don't understand the value of power. You don't understand what it's like to be in charge. Your father understands, and I understand, a husband can't be without power for a day, I have been dormant for so many years, just for this day. Even if I bear a monstrous infamy, I will not regret it, and I believe that your father is too. ”

The madman's eyes turned blood-red, but he didn't refute the middle-aged Taoist's words, because he really didn't understand what power was like.

On that day, the Huashan faction underwent earth-shattering changes.

The head of the four heavenly positions of the Huashan faction, the first divine sword in the south of the Yangtze River, An Fan, announced to the world that he would break away from the Huashan faction and establish himself in Xinhua Mountain.

On the same day, more than half of the disciples of the Huashan faction, and nearly three-quarters of the affiliated forces, chose to leave the Huashan faction and join the Xinhua Mountain.

Huashan faction - fell to the bottom.

Xinhuashan jumped up, replacing the Huashan faction and becoming the No. 1 martial arts faction in Jiangnan martial arts.

An Fan, An Neng ordinary!

This name, which used to move Kyushu, is now becoming more and more thunderous.