Tap ...... Tap ...... Tap ......

On the official road, three horses walked side by side, and immediately there were three young men, all dressed in cyan flowing Taoist robes, heroic.

On the right-hand side, about eighteen or nineteen years old, the most handsome young man asked, "Senior brother...... Do you think that rumor is true? My Lin family's sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits was really born?"

"Senior Brother Lin...... It doesn't matter if the sword spectrum is true or fake...... It's hard for us to come out, and it's true that we have to play around......" replied casually the young man in the middle, who was the oldest, about twenty-three or fourteen years old, and had a dashing demeanor and a heroic demeanor.

"Senior Brother Lin...... Don't listen to the nonsense of the senior brother!" the young man on the left hand rebuked angrily.

Then he pondered for a moment, and his steady expression was unconsciously convincing, and he said: "Since the sect leader asked us to go all the way to Fuzhou to check, we must have received reliable news, and there is a chance that this matter cannot be faked!"

Senior Brother Lin nodded again and again, "Senior Brother Yu's words are reasonable...... Before leaving, my mother told me that my Lin family did have ancestral heirlooms left in the old mansion of Xiangyang Lane in Fuzhou, but I don't know if it is a sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits!"

Senior Brother said disapprerovingly: "Senior Brother Lin...... The sect leader loves you so much, what good martial arts are not something you want to learn...... What do you care about the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits?"

Senior Brother Yu refuted again: "You can't say that...... The evil sword spectrum is the ancestral heirloom of Senior Brother Lin, and if it is allowed to fall into the hands of outsiders, it is already a great unfilial piety!

If an outsider practices the swordsmanship of warding off evil and relies on it to do evil, it will add to the sins of the ancestors of the past generations who have passed away from Senior Brother Lin, and Senior Brother Lin will always be to blame!"

Senior Brother Lin agreed, "Senior Brother Yu can see it thoroughly...... The younger brother only thinks that my family's sword book should not be left behind, but he is not as thoughtful as Senior Brother Yu!"

The senior brother looked helpless, but fortunately he was open-minded, Russian and enthusiastic. Arrogant, he said loudly: "Senior Brother Lin rest assured...... Even if the sword spectrum is snatched away by someone first, I Ling Hu Chong will definitely help you get it back, our Quanzhen Sect is not all vegetarian!"

Senior Brother Lin walked the rivers and lakes for the first time, and as soon as he was infected, he also looked heroic. "Thank you, big brother......"

Senior Brother Yu smiled slightly, but suddenly muttered, "What you say is better than what you sing...... Don't get drunk again at a critical time, and I don't know where to sleep......"

Linghu Chong's face was full of embarrassment immediately, and he was silent.

On the outskirts of Fuzhou, a tavern next to the official road.

On weekdays, it is rare to sit enough for six or seven guests, but today the hall can not sit down, and the open air outside has been filled with more than ten tables of Jianghu guests with knives and swords, and there is still an endless stream of visitors.

The old shopkeeper had to instruct his men to take out the tables, chairs and benches that had been lost in the warehouse for an unknown period of time and wipe them carefully. Continue to set up ten tables.

At this point, tap tap tap ...... The cacophony of galloping horses approached.

Looking up, more than a dozen men in brown clothes on horseback turned out of the dense bamboo forest, all holding pitch-black broadswords, with strong momentum.

A few guests at the next table muttered, "The Songshan faction...... The leader is [Qianzhang Song] Shi Dengda, as well as Zuo Lengchan's disciples Wan Daping and Di Xiu......"

When the old shopkeeper heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly ordered the man to be smarter and hurry up to lead the horse. These Jianghu uncles are very hot-tempered. The guys were careless and didn't serve well. You have to eat knives, but you can't ignore them!

Letting the guys lead the horses to wash and feed, Stenda led his juniors and disciples to occupy two tables at the edge, and Di Xiu beckoned, "Little Er...... Hurry up and have some tea, some sauce meat, and steamed buns!"

As he spoke, he glanced around casually, sat down and whispered, "This is hilarious...... Just sitting outside. There are the Five Tiger Gate, the Seven Green Gate, the Wei Tuo Gate, the Tan Leg Gate, the Barberry Sect, and the Diancang Sect...... Inside, it's estimated more!"

Stenda replied, "Regardless of the faction...... Who have we been afraid of in Songshan? We will do what the head has ordered!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a cold snort from a table not far away.

The people of the Songshan faction glanced at it together, but it was a bald man with a rough appearance, and there was a strange weapon like a thick steel whip and a mace standing next to him - Wei Tuo pestle!

Stenda said: "The ...... of the Vedic Gate Ignore him!" "Wei Tuomen was first created by Shaolin lay disciples, and belongs to one of the many peripheral branches of Shaolin. He has always been a hardcore supporter of Shaolin, and his disciples are most disgusted with the Songshan faction next to the Shaolin Temple, and have clashed with Songshan disciples many times.

At this time, Xiao Er brought tea, and a Songshan disciple took the lead in raising a glass to drink, smacking his mouth slightly, and nodding at Shi Dengda, Di Xiu and others, and everyone drank it together.

Rushing all the way, everyone has long been hungry and thirsty, and they don't care whether the tea is fragrant or not, and they keep pouring one cup after another. As soon as I put down the teacup, I suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves on the official road when I came, tapping, kicking......

Stenda said, "Three horses...... Martial arts are not bad!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, and sure enough, three horses came out of the depths of the bamboo forest, and the flowing cyan robes hunted in the wind, so chic.

Di Xiu snorted coldly, "The ...... of the Quanzhen Sect The one in front is the chief disciple Ling Hu Chong, the second is Yu Canghai's only son Yu Renyan, and the last one is ...... Hehe, isn't it Lin Pingzhi, the original master of the evil sword spectrum!"

Shi Dengda also knew Ling Hu Chong, after all, the Quanzhen Sect has been in the limelight for more than ten years, directly chasing Shaolin, Wudang, and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect.

Even though it is comparable to the world's number one master, the undefeated sect leader Yue Buqun in the East, lives in a shallow way and almost retires to the rivers and lakes, but the three elders of the Quanzhen Sect, Feng Buping, Cheng Bu Worry, and Yu Ming, as well as many young masters of the new generation, are frequent visitors to the rivers and lakes and have a reputation far and wide.

In particular, the unique rules of the Quanzhen Sect for conferring apprentices have made many major sects criticize, and they have openly eliminated the transmission of the torch of master and apprentice that has lasted for thousands of years, and instead accepted disciples widely, unified teaching, and then given promotions based on the performance of the disciples.

Ling Hu Chong stood out step by step from the thousands of "martial artists" disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, and became the chief disciple of the Quanzhen Sect as a descendant disciple, Yu Renyan and Lin Pingzhi are still only true disciples!

In addition, the Quanzhen Sect also opened martial arts in the Xiyue Academy founded by itself, taught swordsmanship and boxing, and even opened open-air classes in branches and temples in various places and small temples in villages and towns to promote the Quanzhen teachings of Taoism and guide people to goodness at the same time. Every once in a while, the old martial artists teach basic martial arts, attracting countless young people and children to watch and seek advice.

In the past ten years, hundreds of thousands of good talents and beautiful jade have been unearthed for the Quanzhen Sect, and the name of the Quanzhen Sect and the act of educating the people are even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It's a pity that this move not only requires a huge amount of money and manpower, but also a righteous name approved by the imperial court like Daomen orthodoxy!

Stenda knew. The head of his own family sighed more than once for this, the origin of the Songshan faction is too shallow, non-Buddhist and non-Taoist, and he has lost a step in the inheritance of righteousness.

But Shi Dengda knew better in his heart that the Songshan faction had lost a lot of money, and apart from the orthodox righteous name of Taoism, the Songshan faction had neither massive monetary resources nor a powerful "sect leader" comparable to the world's number one master.

Especially the latter, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that twelve years ago, the left head of Songshan was defeated in less than 200 moves under the undefeated hands of Dongfang. And the Quanzhen Sect Leader Yue Buqun and Dongfang Undefeated fought against thousands of moves, and there was still no winner or loser!

The gap here is so big that it can be said that all Songshan disciples will have an eternal pain in their hearts!

Linghu Chong saw Shi Deng Da and others from afar, he had walked the rivers and lakes for three or four years, and he had met Shi Deng Da twice.

However, although the Wuyue Alliance looked like a god and fought openly and secretly, it was never disbanded in the end, so as soon as he came, he greeted the people of Songshan and said: "Senior Brother Shi......"

Stendhal also smiled and got up. Lang Sheng should shout, "Senior Brother Linghu ......"

Of course. Yu Renyan knew that the contradictions between the Quanzhen Sect and the Songshan Sect were deep-rooted, and the goal of the two sides on this trip was the only one, and he was afraid that it would inevitably face each other in the end, so he pulled Ling Hu Chong and Lin Pingzhi to sit on the other side from a long distance.

But this move was seen by the people of the Songshan faction, and those with sharp hearts were immediately slightly displeased, and the others were nothing.

But Di Xiu was a disciple of Zuo Lengchan. I hate others the most for saying that Zuo Lengchan is not as good as Yue Buqun, and I hate the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect for looking down on the disciples of the Songshan faction. At the moment, his face was gloomy, but he suddenly returned to normal, and said to the brothers at the same table: "It is said that it is better to have a good father if you have learned the Wuyue swordsmanship! Today I believed......

Some people, relying on their father's flattery, hot face and cold ass, just to be a true disciple under the door of others, are really glorious ancestors......"

The voice is not loud or small, but everyone here is full of people with internal strength, with smart ears and eyes, and most of them have listened to it without missing a word. Although I don't know how the Songshan faction got into trouble with the Quanzhen Sect, it doesn't prevent everyone from watching a good show.

Yu Renyan held the teacup for a moment, and then continued to drink tea without any different color, as if he didn't hear anything.

But Ling Hu Chong and Lin Pingzhi's faces changed, Lin Pingzhi's hand was directly on the hilt of the sword, and Ling Hu Chong also looked at Di Xiu, and was about to say something to fight back......

Yu Renyan was deeply affected by Yue Buqun, and felt that it was better to kill people in the face than to kill them, and killing them with one blow at a critical moment was more than a grade higher than scolding the street in front of the public, so he didn't bother to pay attention to Di Xiu's provocation.

But seeing the impetuous performance of Ling Hu Chong and Lin Pingzhi, Yu Renyan had no choice but to wave his hand to stop and persuade: "Our Sanqing disciples have always been compassionate and broad, and Yu someone's father and son were bitten by a mad dog more than once, if they all have to be beaten and scolded back one by one, wouldn't they kill too much, which greatly violates Lao Jun's teachings!"

As soon as these words came out, the bald head of Wei Tuomen immediately laughed, patted his head and said: "The Quanzhen Sect is worthy of the famous sect, Yu Shaoxia is humble and humble, if it is replaced by me, he will crush the dog's mouth, break the dog's legs, pick up the dog's skin, dig the dog's heart, dismantle the dog's bones, and chop the dog's meat......"

As he spoke, he deliberately glared at the Songshan faction, and said hatefully: "His grandmother's ...... It's all boiled!"

Everyone in Songshan was angry, all of them put their hands on the hilt of their swords, Shi Dengda coughed dryly, and everyone put down their hands, this bald head is the third disciple of Wei Tuomen, and he also learned a seventy-two stunt in the Luohan Hall of Shaolin Temple, and he is a hard stubble!

Seeing this, the bald head grinned again, "Grandpa is neither afraid of a dog's mouth nor a dog's paws, if you have any tricks, just come and ......"

"Okay, junior brother...... Don't keep looking for trouble!" The companion next to the bald head stopped, and the bald head seemed to be a little afraid of his senior brother, so he immediately stopped talking.

The blow was fruitless, Di Xiu was unwilling, relying on his identity as the head disciple, ignoring Shi Dengda's annoyed eyes, and continued: "Of course...... Even if you don't have a good father, it's not bad to have a beautiful old lady......

As soon as his father died, his mother immediately took him into the arms of other men, as long as his mother is favored, he can also follow him as a true disciple, right?"

Lin Pingzhi was comforting Yu Renyan, he was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and the next moment he was furious, his face was flushed, and he was about to draw his sword and get up, but he was stopped by Ling Hu Chong and Yu Renyan.

Di Xiu didn't stop, and continued: "I heard that he doesn't look like his current father...... Nine times out of ten, his dead father may not be his own father...... The current father is the real father...... Ahaha!"

"Let go of your * mother's fart......" This ordered Hu Chong and Yu Renyan to be angry, and followed Lin Pingzhi to draw his sword and rush over.

Of course, Ling Hu Chong and Yu Renyan were afraid that Lin Pingzhi would have little experience in facing the enemy, so they intentionally or unintentionally covered Lin Pingzhi.

Bang, bang...... Dingdingding......

The tables and chairs shattered, and the sound of long swords clashing sounded one after another, breaking the calm of everyone drinking tea.

Lin Pingzhi hated Di Xiu, who was foul-mouthed, and preemptively used the swift sword of the Chaoyang One Qi Sword to move him under the hood.

Linghu Chong quickly attacked Shi Dengda, who had the highest martial arts among the Songshan people, and Yu Renyan temporarily stopped Wan Daping and the rest of the Songshan disciples with the Dingyang Needle Sword Technique.

The people in the nearby rivers and lakes immediately left their seats to dodge, watched from a distance, and pointed at everyone's sword moves. (To be continued......)