Chapter 233: At the end of the South Mountain

Lin Chen got down Wudang Mountain and stood at the foot of Wudang Mountain. He secretly said in his heart: "Mr. Mo intends to teach me Quanzhen martial arts, so that the inheritance of Quanzhen is in the same vein." I heard that the ruins of the Quanzhen Sect are in Zhongnan Mountain, and I have to go and see it. ”

Lin Chen had already made up his mind and went straight north.

Along the way, Lin Chen walked Wuguan Road, this Wuguan Road was Yang Wushu's jurisdiction very early, and it was peaceful along the way, which made Lin Chen secretly surprised, you must know that since the Yuan Court settled in the Central Plains, the trend of chaos in the world has never ended. It is not too strange that there are green forest heroes on that road. And Yang Wushu was able to achieve such a state under his rule, which made Lin Chen can't help but have a good impression of Yang Wuving.

However, this situation made Lin Chen suffer some gains and losses, the reason why Lin Chen went down to Wudang Mountain was that he felt that his martial arts needed to be sharpened in actual combat, but he didn't even have a thief along the way, how could Lin Chen find someone to make a move.

The road was peaceful, Lin Chen came to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, overlooking Zhongnan Mountain, only to see lush greenery, even the sky and blue. But I don't know where this Chongyang Palace is?

Lin Chen inquired around, but since the Yuan and Song dynasties, Shaanxi has been repeatedly beaten by soldiers. The people's livelihood is withering, there has long been no one looking for secrets, where is this long-abandoned Chongyang Palace, Lin Chen needs to find for a while.

On this day, Lin Chen finally knew the whereabouts of Chongyang Palace, took a rest in the teahouse on the side of the road, and said secretly: "The hard work of these ten days has not been in vain. Tomorrow I will be able to go to Chongyang Palace. ”

Lin Chen was thinking secretly, and suddenly a group of people came over, Lin Chen looked at it slightly, and frowned secretly. Lin Chen secretly said in his heart: "This line of work is so weird, I'm afraid it's not good." ”

This group of people is tall and big, but the leader is a white-bearded Taoist priest, this white-bearded Taoist priest can't tell how old he is at a glance, but Lin Chen only slightly looked at this Taoist priest, and he only felt that his eyes were sour, and he was about to shed tears. Lin Chen knew that it was this person's spirit that was too complete, and it was extremely complete. I can't bear the power of the other party's glance at all.

The rest of the people were all dressed in angry clothes. The person with bulging temples is obviously a good hand, and the person who follows the Taoist priest closely is mediocre in martial arts. Between the pitches, he is the number two person in this line. And this person has a sheep smell on his body, even if there are spices to cover it, it can't be hidden, this person is definitely a Mongolian.

Lin Chen is a good man who doesn't suffer the loss in front of him. Bow your head and pretend to be an ordinary Jianghu person. Motionless in the corner.

The white-bearded Taoist priest suddenly said, "Boy, who are the five disciples you said there were in Mosheng Valley last time?"

The Mongolian hurriedly said: "Old Immortal, there are five disciples in Moshenggu, namely Fan Yanqi, Duan Ziyu, Lin Chen, Zhang Wuji, and Zhou Zhiruo. The latter two have not yet descended the mountain. Recently, news came from Wudang Mountain, saying that Lin Chen had come down the mountain with full art. ”

Lin Chen listened to them talking. When it came to himself, he couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen, and when he heard "Mo Shenggu has five disciples", he secretly wondered, although his martial arts were taught by Mr. Mo, he had never been commensurate with Mr. Mo's master and apprentice. Why did they say that, after thinking about it, they suddenly realized, and said secretly: "Their eyeliner on Wudang Mountain must not be high, they only know that my martial arts are taught by Mr. Mo, so they think that I and Mr. Mo have set the status of master and apprentice." ”

The white-bearded Taoist priest is the one who has lost the Taoist.

Hundred losses of the Taoist people take a look at the snow mountain. The Mongols were immediately very attentive and arranged the clothing, food, shelter and transportation of the people of the Hundred Damaged Daoists. As soon as the Hundred Damage Dao people dressed up slightly, it was the appearance of a fairy wind Dao bone, which made people look at it from a distance. There is a spirit of a fairy among people.

The Hundred Losses Daoist suddenly said: "That Wudang disciple inside, is there a mistake in this statement?"

Hearing this, Lin Chen chuckled in his heart, and said secretly: "It's not good, how did he recognize me?" Lin Chen knew that what he said was himself, this roadside tea stall. It's not big, and there is no second martial arts person except for himself. Although Lin Chen was nervous, the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and said loudly: "Dao Chang is mistaken, I am not a disciple of the Wudang Sect?"

The Taoist said: "No, I have asked you about Zhang Sanfeng's smell a long time ago, although it is very light, you are Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice grandchild, right?"

The words of the Hundred Loss Daoist about Mo Shenggu just now were deliberately asked, and the Hundred Loss Daoist saw Lin Chen as soon as he entered the tea stall. I smelled Lin Chen's smell about Zhang Sanfeng.

Of course, this taste is not really Zhang Sanfeng's taste, but Zhang Sanfeng's temperament and style.

Although Mo Shenggu and Lin Chen do not have the status of master and apprentice, they have the reality of master and apprentice. And Mo Shenggu is Zhang Sanfeng's favorite disciple, even if Mo Shenggu doesn't feel it, in fact, Mo Shenggu's words and deeds imitate Zhang Sanfeng, and Mo Shenggu is the same with Lin Chen, although Lin Chen didn't pay attention, his every move, every move he raised his hand and foot, he subconsciously imitated Mo Shenggu.

Therefore, it is not a lie that Lin Chen is Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice grandchild.

Suddenly, a martial arts master who followed the Hundred Losses Daoist suddenly lit up, and said: "Old Immortal, I know this person, he is a disciple of Mo Shenggu, Lin Chen. ”

Lin Chen laughed and said, "Actually, I really want to worship under Mr. Mo, but I don't have this blessing." ”

The Baiyi Taoist said: "It doesn't matter if you admit it or not, I went out of the mountain this time to find the bad luck of the Wudang faction." Since you are a member of the Wudang Sect, I have to let you go. But I don't bully the small, as long as you go through three more moves in my hands, I will let you go. ”

Lin Chen knew that he had no choice, not to mention the martial arts of this white-bearded Taoist first, that is, following a few martial arts masters of the Hundred Losses Daoist, Lin Chen dealt with them one by one, and he was not afraid of any of them, but they were not sure at all. Now the path drawn by the white-bearded Taoist priest was Lin Chen's only choice.

Lin Chen said: "Okay, since the seniors are interested, it is better to obey the fate than to be respectful." Lin Chen said secretly: "This person's martial arts are so high, if I want to suffer three moves, I must not be passively defended, I must use offense instead of defense, and I will be overwhelmed by attack, so I can naturally survive three moves." ”

Lin Chen thought so in his heart, and did so in his hands. As soon as Lin Chen's voice fell, he jumped away, and a silver light flashed, and it went straight to the throat of the Hundred Damage Daoist.

This move is so fierce, the move is fast, it is more than everyone, and it has the potential to make a judgment of life and death in the blink of an eye.

The Hundred Losses Dao people are strange in their hearts, he has a wide range of knowledge, in today's martial arts, if he doesn't think about it as a second person, even Mo Shenggu's knowledge is not as good as the accumulation of the Hundred Losses Daoist for decades, he can see that this trick is clearly a compass.

This move compass was originally a very common move in the Quanzhen swordsmanship, but Prime Minister Wen Cheng's sentence, "The courtier's heart is a magnetic needle stone, and he refuses to rest without a guide" made Mo Shenggu feel a lot of emotion, and when teaching Lin Chen this move, he turned Prime Minister Wen's indomitable and death-defying intention into the swordsmanship, and immediately raised the power of this sword by several steps. The shape has not changed, but there are many differences.

The Hundred Losses Dao stretched out his hand, flicked it lightly, and hit Lin Chen's sword, Lin Chen was like a thunderer, and he could barely hold the sword in his hand. Frightened in his heart, he said secretly: "This person's martial arts are no longer under Mr. Mo." ”

Lin Chen's sword couldn't be handed down no matter what, Lin Chen's heart moved, and his sword technique changed immediately, only to see the sword light shake, and three swords were separated, one sword stabbed at the throat of the Hundred Damaged Daoist, one sword stabbed into the middle of the Hundred Damaged Daoist, and one sword stabbed at the lower yin of the Hundred Damaged Daoist.

Lin Chen's move is one of the supreme swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Sect, one qi and three clearing.

If Lin Chen and the Hundred Losses Dao People were of the same level, Lin Chen's sword could still pose a threat to the Hundred Losses Dao People, but compared to Lin Chen's Hundred Losses Dao People, it was too tender.

The Hundred Losses Daoist suddenly pointed into a sword and pointed out. Hearing only the sound of Jin Ge's resonance, Lin Chen's three sword shadows all turned into nothingness.

Although Lin Chen turned one sword into three swords, there was a key point, which was the key to turning into three swords.

Moreover, the true qi of the Hundred Damaged Dao people is extremely strong, even though the fingers are flesh and blood, but under the blessing of the true qi, they are not afraid of steel. Finger down, as if nothing happened.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Lin Chen's mouth, although the Hundred Losses Dao Man had no intention of suppressing Lin Chen with internal force, but it was already an ordinary force for the Hundred Losses Dao People, in Lin Chen's opinion, it was like a raging storm, and he couldn't bear it at all.

Lin Chen knew that he couldn't relax now, so he gritted his teeth and broke his dream with one move.

This move is a killing move in the all-true swordsmanship, and Lin Chen exerts the power of the swordsmanship out of ten.

But in the eyes of the Hundred Losses Daoist, that's it. The Hundred Losses Daoist said, "I believe you are not a disciple of the Wudang Sect. This sentence is not a lie, a person can be disguised, but a person's martial arts will never be disguised. At the moment of life and death, every instinct will use the martial arts that he is most familiar with. And Lin Chen used a set of true swordsmanship from beginning to end. This was the reason why the Hundred Loss Daoists believed that Lin Chen was not a disciple of the Wudang Sect.

The Hundred Losses Daoist didn't look at Lin Chen's sword at all, and slapped it out with one palm.

This palm came first, and with a slight spit on Lin Chen's chest, Lin Chen felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a battering ram, and the whole person flew out.

As soon as Lin Chen landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, this blood was still liquid in the air, but as soon as it landed, it turned into ice crystals.

Although the weather at this time is not dog days, it is not a cold day, it is definitely not a cold day, the reason why this situation is like this is just a palm in Lin Chen, it is cloudy and cold. Out of the common.

Lin Chen's injuries were extremely serious, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he passed out.

The Hundred Losses Daoist said: "Send this person to Wudang Mountain." ”

If the Hundred Damage Dao people wanted to kill Lin Chen, they would have killed him a long time ago, and leaving Lin Chen's life was to use Lin Chen as a battle post and tell the Wudang faction that I am here. (To be continued.) )

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