Chapter 72 Can't be convinced
Is Lu Qingdu a good person? Hehe, don't laugh!
Does he care about life other than a few people? Yes, he's cold, but not cold-blooded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Xiaomei's situation is not as bad as he said, although Ouchi is dangerous, but it is said to ordinary people, although Xiaomei is not good at martial arts, but it is no problem to deal with ordinary people.
And although Xiaomei is his first chess piece, it is only for temptation, it can be, it doesn't hurt if it doesn't work, the assassination of Wokotai, counting on Xiaomei, is tantamount to a fool's joke, it's not that the little people can't do big things, but everything is counting on the little people, and we still counterattack a ghost.
When he returned to Changchun Palace, the sky was already dark, and a Taoist boy stood at the mountain gate, saw him from a distance, and hurriedly greeted him, saying that Qiu was called by something, and his demeanor seemed to be a little angry between his words.
Secretly kept a heart, he looked as usual, came to the main hall, and looked through the window, in the hall, Qiu Chuji's face was cold, and the sword in his hand was put aside, and it seemed that he was about to draw his sword if he didn't agree with him.
Lu Qingdu saluted and said, "I've seen Master Qiu's grandfather." ā
Qiu Chuji didn't say a word, staring at Lu Qingdu, the latter didn't look up, stood aside with his head down, and after a while, Qiu Chuji suddenly said: "Jingguang, your Uncle Yin has a strange poison in his body, and he is in danger, your Uncle Yan is very talented, although Zhifang is responsible, but his martial arts are worse, I will leave all the things I want to do to you!"
Lu Qingdu was surprised and said: "Master Qiu, what kind of truth is this, aside from Uncle Yan, there are more than a dozen uncles who have accompanied him from Chongyang Palace, why can't it be the turn of the disciple to be the master?"
Qiu Chuji shook his head: "They are all people who do nothing, Jingguang, you don't have to shirk, those who can work hard, this time, the old Tao can be regarded as having a rough idea, your martial arts, Taoism and deeds are above everyone, after the old Tao and your Uncle Yin leave, this place will be handed over to you, but if there are those who do not follow, you can decide life and death with a word!"
Lu Qingdu repeatedly excused himself, and Qiu Chuji finally said angrily: "Jingguang, Lao Dao ordered you as the acting head of the sect, and you must respond to this matter!"
The little fat man "helplessly" lowered his head and said yes, the corners of his mouth were lightly picked, and the hard work of Huili Temple was not in vain, otherwise who would be idle in this cold day and dance with a knife and a gun.
Qiu Chuji nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, Jingguang, if you do this, you will not be rewarded in the future." ā
A few days later.
Qiu Chuji finally couldn't wait for Yan Zhiming's good news, Yelu Chucai shirked a thousand times, but he didn't want to match up for Wokotai and Qiu Chuji, the angry old Taoist critter's teeth clenched, and dozens of cheap green bricks were stomped and broken.
In desperation, he had to take a few disciples, hire a carriage, and pull Yin Zhiping to Datong, Shanxi, I heard that there is a master there, the holy hand of detoxification, known as the medical immortal, and countless living people, but Lu Qingdu is not worried that the love flower will be seen through, this kind of bug-level poison is the same as the tsundere heroine in some online articles, except for the official Broken Intestine Grass and Ruthless Pill, any medicine stone is useless.
Main hall.
Yan Zhiming said respectfully: "Lord, the disciple has something to tell you." ā
Looking at the same door around him, with a look of disdain, Yan Zhiming seemed to be unaware, Lu Qingdu hurriedly smiled and said: "Uncle Shi is too much, just call me Jingguang, watch the master or something, it's just a joke of Master Qiu's grandfather for a while, don't take it seriously." ā
Yan Zhiming bowed and said: "No, no, the top and bottom are orderly, there is a difference between respect and inferiority, since the master of the Zhengyi Sect has full authority in your hands, it is naturally the master of this view, which is indisputable." ā
Lu Qingdu shook his head and said nothing, and a third-generation disciple named Fang Zhixing who came from Chongyang Palace sneered and said: "Some people, with chicken feathers as arrows, but there are still some cheap bones, and they are willing to hold stinky feet, which is really ridiculous for decades of cultivation!"
Yan Zhiming's eyes narrowed slightly: "Senior Brother Fang, be cautious, you are no longer the imchild of ten years ago! ā
Fang Zhixing sneered: "Dao Ye is naturally responsible, what's the matter, do you still want to weigh my martial arts?"
Yan Zhiming snorted coldly, turned back to Lu Qingdu, and said, "Lord, this person is reckless, nonsense, and rude, what do you think should be done?"
Lu Qingdu glanced at the two of them deeply, and sneered in his heart, playing double reeds with Dao Ye and me, digging traps, right?
This Yan Zhiming seems to be loyal and reliable, but in fact he is extremely treacherous, Mingli seems to be on Lu Qingdu's side, and even does not hesitate to confront his former brothers, but in fact he is instigating Lu Qingdu and Fang Zhixing to break out into conflict, as long as he moves, whether he wins or loses, Lu Qingdu's reputation is stinky, and he bullies his subordinates as soon as he takes the position, so it will be repaid. Most of the errands in the capital, I'm afraid it won't last long.
These two people played their abacus loudly, but Lu Qingdu is not a good man and a woman who plays cards according to common sense, the little fat man sneered, and suddenly slapped the table with a bang, he pointed at Fang Zhixing and said angrily: "You madman, you are oppressive to me because of your high rank, you are disloyal and unrighteous, your crime is extremely evil, and you are unforgivable, Uncle Yan, you will abolish my martial arts according to the law and drive me out of the mountain gate!"
The faces of everyone present immediately changed greatly, and Fang Zhixing was shocked: "Lu Qingdu, why are you doing this? Who gave you the power to abolish my martial arts!"
A cold light flashed in Lu Qingdu's eyes, and he glanced at Yan Zhiming, who was shocked in his heart, and suddenly regretted his rash decision, he hesitated: "Master, although Senior Brother Fang is wrong, it won't be punished so heavily, right?"
Lu Qingdu's face was expressionless: "Oh, then in your opinion, what should be done?"
Yan Zhiming's throat moved slightly: "If you order the disciples of the precepts to hit dozens of sticks, a small punishment will be enough." ā
Before Lu Qingdu could speak, Fang Zhixing had already jumped out: "The surname Yan, why did you cross the river and tear down the bridge, it was you who let me pick on the thorn, let me... ā
Yan Zhiming interrupted: "Shut up, you evil obstacle, you still don't admit your mistakes, come on, drag me out and fight!"
A Taoist boy came up to greet him on the left and right, and Fang Zhixing was furious: "I see who dares!"
Yan Zhiming snorted coldly: "Senior Brother Fang, you have to think clearly, what will happen if you fight back at this time!"
Fang Zhixing was stunned, and saw that the Dao boys on both sides surrounded him again, and suddenly raised his hand, hiding his head and revealing his tail with a move, and several Dao Tong were in front of the door, they screamed and fell to the ground, Yan Zhiming was furious: "Senior Brother Fang, do you really want to die?"
Fang Zhixing sneered: "I want to see what you can do to me!"
Yan Zhiming was in a dilemma, and all the senior brothers in the hall also dissuaded him, but Lu Qingdu sneered: "The trapped beast is still fighting, looking for death!"
As he spoke, his feet paused, his body was like an arrow off the string, Fang Zhixing only felt a flower in front of him, and suddenly felt a strong attack, his whole body flew out upside down, fell to the ground with a bang, and spit out a mouthful of blood, he supported the ground with his hands, and suddenly felt an unspeakable powerlessness, and looked down to see that the dantian qi sea had been abolished.
He pointed at Lu Qingdu in despair: "The surname is Lu, my master will never let you go!"
Lu Qingdu didn't pay any attention to him, but arched his hand towards Yan Zhiming and said: "Uncle Yan, Fang Zhixing does not distinguish between dignity and inferiority, you report it as soon as possible, you did a good job in this matter, I have written it down, and there will be a reward in the future." ā
Yan Zhiming's face was ugly, and he barely squeezed out a smile: "The viewer is polite." ā
Lu Qingdu chuckled, brushed his sleeves and left, and faintly heard the complaints of Fang Zhixing and the senior brothers behind him: "The surname Yan, you are too much of a thing, I listened to you, but in the end, you ended up like this!"
"That's it, Senior Brother Fang's affairs are all your fault!"
"You loyal dog, from now on, I will be with you!"
The corners of the little fat man's mouth were lightly picked, Yan Zhiming had been in Changchun Palace for decades, and he had no credit and hard work, which was originally a big obstacle to his own control of Changchun Palace, but he never expected that he would die and send it to the door, in fact, if he really met someone like Zhao Zhijing who controlled Changchun Palace, this trick was really very useful, Lao Zhao Zhan looked forward and backward, although his mind was vicious, but he really didn't have the ability to cut through the mess quickly, to put it bluntly, this is still a world of martial arts, if you don't accept it, I will beat you until you serve.
The logic of the sweeping monks in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon is too interesting, Murong Bo and Qiao Feng and his father have done countless bad things and killed many innocent people, but just because they learned the kung fu of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the sweeping monks treated them in order to treat them!!
Let them stay in the Shaolin Temple to repent of the bell, the ancient Buddha of youth, and the bad things they did before, the special ones will be written off, the heroes of the rivers and lakes will be served, the Shaolin monk will kill people with this glare, and it will not be okay if you don't accept it.