Although Ling Hu Chong used the Yi Jin Sutra Resolution Method to fight against the Star Absorbing Dafa that could be used to do anything just now, consuming most of the internal force, Ling Hu Chong's Dugu Nine Sword could exert a great power even if it only used part of its internal force.

After all, such a lightning fast sword, as well as the flaws in attacking the enemy, usually do not require too much internal force.

Unless in a situation like the one just now, Ling Hu Chong must fight with the enemy.

Linghu Chong immediately picked up the dragon-patterned sword that fell to the ground, and used the light skills of the Huashan faction to fly over to help the Dongfang girl, the Shaolin abbot and the Wudang Chong Xudao chief.

At this moment, they were in a stalemate with the six masked men in black, and if it weren't for the mystery of the bloody battle array, the men in black would have been defeated long ago.

Ling Hu Chong immediately stared at the black-clothed man who was blind in one eye, and used the Dugu Nine Swords Breaking Sword Style, flying diagonally over, the sword moves were complicated and the back hand changed a lot, and he used it all at once.

This man in black was difficult to resist, and his teammates around him planned to support, but they were intercepted by Dongfang Girl and others.

"Poof", the dragon pattern sword cut off the person's head very smoothly.

Next, the bloody battle array was incomplete, and the disadvantage became more and more inferior, which made Hu Chong and the others kill them one after another. Even if they learned all the swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits, they would not be able to escape their doom, not to mention that they only practiced half of it.

Then, Linghu rushed over and cut off the head of Ren Xing's corpse, leaped to a big pine tree next to him, mobilized his internal force, and said loudly: "Listen to the people of the Demon Sect, the head of your sect leader has been cut off by me, and the general trend has gone." If you don't want to die, lay down your weapons and surrender. ”

When most of the people of the Demon Sect saw this, they had no intention of fighting, and they had no choice but to drop their weapons.

Some people felt that Ling Hu Chong's words were not credible, and that surrendering would not be slaughtered by others, so they tried their best to break through the siege.

As for the rest of the Demon Cultists, they simply went crazy, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were not afraid to attack the decent people.

But now that there are many decent people who can fight, everyone slashes down with their swords, and these people who dare to jump are trampled to pulp.

Those who tried to break through also dropped their weapons and surrendered, not daring to fight hard.

At this time, Emei, the beggar gang, and the head of Diancang came over, and they all suggested that all the more than 6,000 people of the Demon Sect who surrendered should be killed or buried alive and burned.

Ling Hu Chong smiled indifferently and said, "What I said must be counted." The first evil has been destroyed, and these people cannot make any waves, so why should they do more to the evil? Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to yourself, think about it. ”

"Amitabha, good, good. The head of the fox is so benevolent and righteous, and the old man admires it. The Shaolin abbot smiled kindly.

The people who surrendered to the Demon Sect were grateful to bow down and kowtow to Linghu Chong, and then scattered away.

Of course, Ren Yingying was also among these people, she glanced back at Ling Hu Chong, her eyes were full of resentment, and some feelings that she couldn't see clearly.

Ling Hu Chong also understood that he had killed Ren Wuxing, and there was no possibility of being with Ren Yingying anymore, not to mention that he really didn't like her very much. The little affection that used to be was destroyed by reality.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Hey, it's a pity that I've fallen out with her to the point where I can't even say goodbye. Ling Hu Chong sighed in his heart.

Ren Yingying had already turned around and walked away, never looking back.

At this time, a warm and soft little hand held Ling Hu Chong's hand, and Ling Hu Chong looked sideways and saw that it was an oriental girl.

"May I ask where are you going to go from our Linghu Chief?" the Dongfang girl stared at Linghu Chong and said with a smile.

"Needless to say, of course, it is to give up the false name of the head, take your hand to the rivers and lakes, and from time to time the piano and flute ensemble will play the song of the smiling and proud rivers and lakes. ”

Linghu Chong smiled: "Of course, by the way, there will be a few more little Linghu and Little Dongfang." ”

Immediately, Linghu Chong was beaten with a pink fist......

Now that he has avenged his good brother Qinglong, Linghu rushed to the bamboo forest of Songshan Mountain and worshiped in front of the clothed mound. Because the body of Qinglong was carried to by the people of Heimu Cliff at the beginning, I don't know where to go, and in this mound of clothes, there is the weapon brocade box.

Outside the tombstone, Ling Hu Chong is drinking wine in the wine jar, and inside the tombstone, is there really the soul of a good brother?

......

There was really nothing worth doing in the smiling and proud martial arts, so Ling Hu Chong took the Oriental girl to West Lake Meizhuang to live in seclusion.

Five years later, he had three children, the eldest son was named Linghu Lingfeng, the second son was named Linghu Xiaoyun, and the third daughter was named Linghu Yanran.

Although he can be with his beloved and has such a cute child, Ling Hu Chong feels that there is actually a big flaw in the dead of night.

That is, he is not the person who laughs at the world!

Recalling that six years ago, this young man named Kou Hao fell from the iceberg of the later generations, and his soul crossed into Linghu Chong, and he has been mixed up since then.

"Could it be that I really can't go back, the old me is dead, the new me is born, and I can only be Linghu Chong in the future?" Linghu Chong often asked himself in his heart.

The mid-year festival of July and a half has arrived, and Linghu Chong is practicing swords by the West Lake, and when he practices swords, the Oriental girl will not come to disturb him.

In the middle of the night, there were a lot of burning paper money, incense candles, and some dark clothes around.

The cold wind continued to blow, so that Hu Chong did not care, returned the sword into the sheath, and walked along the embankment of the lake.

After walking for a long time, there was a burst of wine in front of him, such a wine fragrance was very special, and Ling Hu Chong smelled it for the first time.

"Good guys, there is good wine, of course I can't miss it. Linghu Chongxin said.

Following this fragrance, I came to the bamboo forest, but I saw that there was a thatched house here, a lame Taoist and a middle-aged man with a big belly were drinking, talking and laughing. And on the stove next to it, the fire was blazing, and a pot of wine was boiling.

The aroma is intense, full of cereal notes.

"Dao Chief, Uncle, you two are good, what kind of wine are you cooking?" Ling Hu Chong said with a smile.

"Huangliang!" The big-bellied middle-aged man shook the big fan like a banana fan and smiled at Ling Hu Chong.

"Then would you like to have a few drinks in the next place?" Ling Hu Chong said bluntly.

Ling Hu Chong understands that for these really good wine people, if they say that they want to spend money to buy their wine, it will seem to be raw, and they have to be bold.

"Let's sit down and drink together, it's lively when there are many people!" The lame Taoist is also very friendly.

After Ling Hu Chong drank three glasses, he felt that the aroma was too strong, and the wine was too sweet, which was more powerful than any Wuliangye, Guojiao, Luzhou Laojiao and other strong aromatic liquors he had drunk in his previous life.

"In this day and age, can you make such good wine?"

Ling Hu Chong suddenly thought of what the middle-aged man with the big belly said just now, this wine is called "Huangliang".

"I heard that Lu Dongbin was once obsessed with gaining fame, and Tie Guan Li and Han Zhongli invited him to drink sorghum wine in order to wake up Lu Dongbin. As a result, he just smelled the rich aroma of wine, and Lu Dongbin fell asleep and dreamed that he had been admitted to the top prize and married the princess to become the master of the horse. But soon after, he was arrested and beheaded for committing some crime. ”

Ling Hu Chong said leisurely while drinking Huangliang wine: "As a result, Lu Dongbin woke up at the moment of being beheaded, only to find that it was actually a dream. From then on, Lu Dongbin completely woke up, even if he won the fame, what could he do? It was not a dream, it was not interesting, so he devoted himself to the Tao. This allusion is also known as a dream of yellow sorghum. ”

"Good literary style!" the lame Taoist gave a thumbs up.

"You have to have more drinks, there aren't many young people who are so literate these days. The middle-aged man with a big belly happily poured wine for Linghu again.

"......" made Hu Chong speechless, but since there is good wine, just continue to drink it, and don't drink it in vain.

There was actually a lot of yellow sorghum wine in that pot, and after drinking it for more than an hour, Hu Chong was a little drunk, and his stomach was very distended.

"Shaoxia, your alcohol consumption is much better than when Lu Dongbin was young!" The lame Taoist laughed.

"How can I compare with Lu Dongbin, that is a legendary immortal. If there really is an immortal, if Lu Dongbin finds out, won't he want to trouble me?" Ling Hu Chong said with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, I'm Lu Dongbin's master, he has to listen to me. Even if I beat him, it's okay. The middle-aged man with a big belly patted his stomach and said.

"Bragging, although you look like Han Zhongli and he looks like Tie Guan Li, but your two parody show is too clumsy, and I don't believe that there are gods in this world. Linghu Chong laughed.

Ling Hu Chong felt that everyone was drunk, so he was talking nonsense.

However, the guy who claimed to be Han Zhongli actually mentioned that Ling Hu Chong was a time-traveler in later generations.

This made Ling Hu Chong a little apprehensive in his heart, and Ling Hu Chong said: "You don't want to talk nonsense, if you want to blackmail or something, be careful that I cut you off with a sword." ”

Han Zhongli immediately waved his fan and set fire to a pine tree opposite.

"It's some charlatans, you can't fool me. Ling Hu Chong smiled and drank another glass of yellow sorghum wine.

Tie Guan Li immediately pointed to the wine glass, and the wine automatically became a water line and flew into his mouth.

"Come on, this is really a trick of the charlatans. Linghu Chong laughed.

Han Zhongli and Tie Guan Li were quite speechless, looked at each other, and said, "How can you believe it?"

"By the way, aren't the immortals immortal? Linghu said.

"......" they both fell silent.

After a long while, Ling Hu Chong suddenly thought of a way and said, "Since you say that I am a time-traveler in the afterlife, if you can let my soul go back and be resurrected, I will believe it." ”

"By the way, we're here to ask when you're going to go back. "Tie Gui Li said.

"You can choose to live to be eighty years old, and after a natural death, we will take your soul to the afterlife, and at the moment when you are about to fall off the iceberg, let your soul possess you, and you will be careful not to fall. Han Zhong left.

"You can say yes now, and you'll never wake up. "Tie Gui Li said.

"I want to ask, can I come back in the future?" Ling Hu Chong was actually reluctant to let go of the Oriental girl and her three children.

"Let me tell you what you said, it sounds like a bit bloody, but it's true. Recently, our Heavenly Court has researched a treasure called the Martial Arts Crossing Token, and you are the chosen Destiny. In this first life, you are automatically traversed, and therefore the soul is traversed. In the future, you can use this martial arts crossing token to travel to any martial arts world by yourself. ”

Han Zhongli was like a roadside peddler, took out a token made of black iron, handed it to Ling Hu Chong, and continued: "Of course, you can also choose to soul travel for some martial arts characters, but that is very inconvenient after all, and it will also affect your own personality, when you return from the martial arts world, you can choose to travel in the next second and within ten years later, that is, this will not delay your real time." ”

"In other words, if I plan to go back to the world of Xiaoao, do I just need the soul to come back and continue to possess Ling Hu Chong?" Ling Hu Chong said.

"That's right, even if your soul is gone now, the original Ling Hu Chong wakes up, and he thinks that he did it himself. You're actually one person, there's no difference, and of course that's complicated. "Tie Gui Li said.

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Hu Chong drank more than a dozen bowls of yellow sorghum wine and decided to choose the second way.

"Maybe it's my hallucination after I'm drunk, is there really an eight immortals in this world? Even if it's an illusion, when I wake up the next day, I have nothing to lose. Linghu Chongxin said.

Unknowingly, Ling Hu Chong was drunk.

When he woke up leisurely, he just opened his eyes, only to feel that the white light was dazzling, and he quickly closed them, and slowly opened them after a while.

But when I saw that there were towering icebergs around me, and I was lying on the ice, I looked ahead, and there was a cliff two meters away, and the fog in the cliff was extremely deep.

After thinking about it for a while, he connected everything, and he found that there was a mobile phone in his pocket, and he used this thing as a mirror, it was actually Kou Hao! Moreover, when he looked at the time displayed on the mobile phone, it was September 3, 2015.

"Isn't that the day I fell off the iceberg? I wake up now, just a few seconds before I was about to fall. (It's Kou Hao at the moment), Kou Hao said in his heart.

I thought that everything that happened in the world of Xiaoao was a dream, but there was a black iron token beside him, and there were complex and simple runes all over it.

This is the so-called "martial arts crossing token" that the guy who claimed to be Han Zhongli gave to Kou Hao.

Kou Hao held the token and studied how to use it, and after a moment, his mind moved, and in the void in front of him, a light curtain appeared, and it could be swiped and clicked, just like the options on a tablet.

"Heavenly Court has also entered the age of technology? Kou Hao's heart sank.

And there is an attached space in the lower left corner, after Kou Hao clicked, but saw a dragon pattern sword placed inside.

"Good guy, this token can actually bring things from the martial arts world over, so I can also bring things from the real world in the future! What's more, if I knew that I would bring some gold, silver and jewelry, wouldn't it be developed in the real world?" Kou Hao smiled in his heart.

In the martial arts world, Kou Hao doesn't care about money, he thinks that his martial arts are good, and he can do whatever he wants. But in the real world, it's hard to move an inch without money! Of course, Kou Hao feels that if he has martial arts in the future, he will at least live a better life.

I wasn't busy researching other options, Kou Hao was quite a bit at first, when I was Ling Hu Chong in the Xiaoao World, did the Dugu Nine Swords, Yi Jin Jing, Mixed Yuan Gong, Shaolin Dragon Claw Hands, and Shadow Shape Legs still work?

At this time, there was an option for the light curtain in front of me, which was the column of martial arts stunts, after clicking on it, but seeing the above description was: "The moves learned in the martial arts world will not be forgotten, and the memory is in the soul." The soul will not follow the internal power to the real world, if you choose to cross the whole person, you can carry internal force and tricks. And the internal skills learned in the first life are stored in the martial arts world token, and they will not disappear when they can be used in the next martial arts world. ”

Kou Hao suddenly said in his heart: "It would be good to get this token earlier, how good it would be for me to directly travel through the past." ”

I tried it, and it was true that the internal force was temporarily gone, but I was very proficient in Dugu Nine Swords, Wuyue Swordsmanship, and Dragon Claw Hand and Shadow.

"Okay, let's study which martial arts world to cross next, and this time we have to be fully prepared. From now on, I am no one else, I am Kou Hao, and I want to leave my name and traces in various martial arts worlds!" Kou Hao said in his heart.