Chapter 212: Fuling Peak

Chapter 212: Fuling Peak

Everyone looked at Lin Zhongyu in surprise, with a look of horror on their faces. I saw that Lin Zhongyu was only shocked by the power of the thunder of the oil hammer.

The middle-aged officer's face was also full of surprise, as if he had opened his mouth and swallowed a hot egg, and he couldn't close his mouth.

With a bang, Lin Zhongyu threw the broken gun heads on the ground.

Touching his somewhat numb head, he said, "If you step back like this, I can act as if nothing has happened." ”

At this time, those soldiers couldn't help but retreat, but they saw the middle-aged officer step forward, smashed the man to pieces with a hammer, and said loudly: "There is no forgiveness for retreating from the battle." ”

At this time, the other officers and soldiers saw this and already understood that there was only one way to fight hard. looked at Lin Zhongyu again, and anger was already rising in his eyes.

If it weren't for Lin Zhongyu killing Su Aman, they don't know where they are in the gentle township at this moment, and they are relaxed and happy. But how could he come here to suffer this living sin?

Thinking of this, only to hear an angry shout, all the officers and soldiers drew out their long knives at their waists and rushed towards Lin Zhongyu.

Seeing this, the middle-aged officer smashed down with a round of oil hammer with both hands.

Lin Zhongyu snorted secretly when he saw this.

The wide sleeves of the robe rolled out a white Tai Chi pattern in the air, which grew when it saw the wind, and instantly became the size of three zhang. Came to the front.

Lin Zhongyu took advantage of the open skylight above his head to turn the left shadow veil to the generation behind him, turning it into a red light and shooting straight out.

As soon as he came to the roof, he suddenly heard the wind whistling in his ears, and felt that several dangerous qi machines around him locked on.

Lin Zhongyu didn't have time to distinguish, he let out a low shout, his body spun like a wheel, and a wall composed of golden light charms was laid around his body.

Just listen to the dangdang, a few sharp sounds.

But I saw twenty or thirty rays of light like shooting stars around me, hitting the wall.

With each impact, a faint halo appeared on the wall of golden light. A faint swastika flashed on the wall of golden light, then vanished.

Living in the middle of the wall, Lin Zhongyu watched intently, only to see a circle of people around, there were monks and laymen, there were Taoists and Zen, both men and women.

All of them have grim faces, holding all kinds of treasures in their hands, all of which are unknown magic weapons.

It seems that these people are the thirty-six pearls that the middle-aged officer said.

I saw these thirty-six people, and I was also very shocked to see Lin Zhongyu's golden light wall, blocking everyone's joint attack.

If thirty-six besiege one man, let him go away safely. I'm afraid that those thirty-six Dao will also be removed from the rivers and lakes in the future.

Thinking of this, the people do not need to be commanded by others. They drank coldly, and once again shot out a few treasure lights, and hit around Lin Zhongyu.

Although there were thirty-six of them, their personal deeds were not amazing. However, the Dao light they emitted seemed to follow the trajectory of the thirty-six Tiangang stars in Zhou Tian, outlining the innate meaning in the air. That inexplicable ancient aura gave people an incomparable sense of coercion.

Lin Zhongyu saw thirty-six rays of light, brilliant to the sky. My heart was also in a daze, and at the same time, I felt that there seemed to be infinite stars above my head, and the entire sky seemed to be pressed down.

Lin Zhongyu didn't dare to slack off, and said in a cold voice: "Mingzhu Thirty-six, I don't want to be your enemy." Don't stop me in my way!" Lin Zhongyu spoke, his sleeves rolled up, and two large handprints were made in front of him.

This formula was used by Lin Zhongyu as a distraction. Use the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Dao Trick Ghost Dao respectively. This is also what he comes with and at will.

But I saw two palm shadows, one black and one white, the same size. But it exudes a completely different momentum.

The white palm shadow, righteous and neutral, and the sky is full of might. Everywhere you go, the wind and thunder roll.

The black palm shadow, ghostly, yin seeping people, mixed with the sound of ghosts crying wolves, makes people smell the color change.

There are thirty-six pearls below, although the cultivation is inferior, but a pair of naked eyes, walking in the west. That's not how many heroes I've seen, and I know countless cultivators.

But looking at the two worlds of good and evil, I have never seen such a clash of good and evil.

In the ear chakra, only a bang was heard, and the two palm shadows of Lin Zhongyu collided in the air, breaking out with a shocking sound. The resulting huge wave of air was like a flood beast falling from the sky, and it was like a mountain bursting apart. A huge, violent air current, sweeping all around. The thirty-six paths of the pearl were all spitting blood, and their bodies flew backwards.

When Lin Zhongyu saw this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, the black and white, the two palm shadows were originally made by him at random, and the collision in the middle was also unintentional. The power is so great when you think about it. With a light blow, he actually spat blood from the mouth of the thirty-six beatings of Mingzhu.

This powerful and unexpected blow won Lin Zhongyu a chance to be unexpected.

The thirty-six Dao of the Pearl could not have imagined that the combined force of the thirty-six people, and the joint force formation laid out by the trajectory of Tiangang would be broken so lightly.

Behind Mingzhu Thirty-six Road, a white-haired old man leaned against a beautiful woman beside him.

"Master, you see that these Taoist priests are just roosters and dog thieves, and they are vain. Hmph, I couldn't take it, the man struck a blow! Master, you want to avenge Xiaoman!"

The white-haired old man, snapping, slapped his knee, frightened the beautiful woman, and didn't dare to cry anymore.

"That man can't run! What are you doing in a hurry?" The beautiful woman saw that the old man's face was getting deeper and darker, and instead of being afraid, she shook the old man's big hand and said coquettishly: "Master, don't you hurt the bottle?"

At this moment, Lin Zhongyu just saw the opportunity and shot into the air. I didn't know that I had just come to a few feet in the sky, and suddenly a huge net like the sky lit up, and the cover would come down. Lin Zhongyu's hands flickered, and his body swirled like an electric drill...... I saw a young man of about thirteen or fourteen years old, covered in dirt, standing at the door, holding the flat shoulder that Xiao Lu was most familiar with.

When Xiao Lu came to the door, he saw the young man with a smile and said, "Hey, we will be partners in the future." ”

Xiao Lu was stunned for a moment and said, "Why are you also a handyman?"

The young man's face darkened, and he said, "Yes, there are many disciples of Fuling Peak, and there are more than a dozen of them who have not cultivated to the Spirit Treasure Realm. I didn't arrive either. You can only do some odd jobs to stay in the mountains. ”

Xiao Lu took the flat shoulder and walked out of the door with the young man.

I saw a huge square ahead, much wider than the small courtyard of my own house. There were hundreds of disciples on it, and they were spitting out the gong in front of the morning sun. The unique bursts of white mist above their heads lined these people like immortals.

The young man saw Xiao Lu looking at the square, and his little face turned slightly and said, "Envy." These senior brothers are all masters who have broken through to the realm of Lingbao. As he spoke, a hint of fascination flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Lu listened to the young man's words, and saw that there were four or five hundred disciples in the field, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "Are these people all past the Lingbao realm?"

"yes. The boy said with some pride.

Xiao Lu was secretly surprised, according to legend, the Lingbao realm was already considered a land immortal, and this Fuling Peak, hundreds of people crossed the Lingbao realm at every turn, which really made people look sideways.

Thinking of this, Fang Qing sighed slightly, and walked forward with his flat shoulder.

But he was grabbed by the young man and said, "Where do you want to go? We miscellaneous servants can only go out through the back door." After speaking, he pulled Xiao Lu along a small road and walked to the rear. Fu Lingfeng was really strong, and walked along the high courtyard wall for a while before Xiao Lu saw a short door appear in front of him.

"Is cultivation so important? I won't even let you go through the main entrance. Xiao Lu asked.

When the young man heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "What do you know, these are the backbone of our Fuling Peak in the future. Among them, there may be a senior brother who has opened his spiritual aura, and has become Senior Brother Yun, such a peerless figure. At that time, our Fuling Peak will be proud enough to dominate the world. ”

The boy said, looking at the sky. Obviously, he worships Senior Brother Nayun to the extreme.

At this time, the young man suddenly changed his tone and said, "It's just that in this world, where can there be the same Tianzong qualifications as Senior Brother Yun." Hey, wouldn't it be better not to walk through the front door? To be honest, every time I walk in front of those senior brothers, I have a needle stuck in my back. ”

The young man said this, and a faint sense of loss was revealed on his little green face.

Seeing his appearance, Xiao Lu patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are still young, how do you know that you will not be as good as him in the future." I'm sure you'll be able to do it. By the way, is that Senior Brother Yun really that powerful?"

"Ah, you" The young man's eyes widened, and he pointed at Xiao Ludao in disbelief. "You don't even know Senior Brother Yun?"

Xiao Lu nodded.

The young man said: "Even if you don't know that before March, Senior Brother Yun had broken through the eighth level of the Spirit Treasure Realm to compete with our Elder Mo of Fuling Peak, and he was already on the same level. A few days ago, Senior Brother Yun snatched the Bixiao Sword of Situ Meiyue of the Fog Hidden Peak in three moves, you should also know!"

"What?" Xiao Lu shook slightly, he didn't know anything about Fu Ling Peak. It seems that Na Mo Feng seems to be hiding something from this young man. But why should he help himself?

Xiao Lu turned pale and bit his lip. At this time, he suddenly saw the young man next to him looking at him with some doubts, and hurriedly said: "Oh, listening to you say this, it seems that I have some impressions." By the way, what's your name?"

The young man didn't notice Xiao Lu's strange appearance, wiped his little face with his dirty sleeve and said, "My name is Xu Yingqi." ”

In this way, Xiao Lu began his life as a handyman in Fuling Peak, but what was not lonely was that he had Xu Ying, who was four years younger than him, as a companion, carrying water, sweeping the floor, and doing some chores every day. Except for Xiao Lu, who passed by the crowd every day, many people pointed at him and spoke coldly, but the others were no different from Xu Yingqi and other miscellaneous disciples. It's just that at night, Xiao Lu still has to go back to the wooden house to rest.

After a few days, Xiao Lu found out that there were originally thirty or forty mice living in the wooden house, but it was the later Xiao Lu magpie's nest dove, no wonder on the first night, there would be so much noise in his ears, maybe it was the rat brothers who protested and demonstrated to him collectively, but he was dazed and didn't find it at that time.

After a long time, the rats saw this human being, and came here every night, protesting to no avail, and they couldn't drive away. In the end, he finally admitted Xiao Lu's cunzài, and the night was a lot quieter. Xiao Lu has lived for a long time, and he can't help but have some questions, this Fuling Peak is not just a cabin, but also in other places, and many rats can often be seen. Could it be that Fuling Peak is really rich in spiritual energy and has a large population, and even rats like to gather here to grow and reproduce?

Moreover, there are many disciples of Fuling Peak, and their cultivation is superb. But how can these rats be so free? Of course, he didn't mention these things in his heart. Working at ease every day, the disciples of Fu Lingfeng were very difficult for him a few times at first, but Xiao Lu endured it. Those who specifically wanted to embarrass him, did not see the legendary resistance, and couldn't help but feel a little bored, and dispersed one after another.

Time flies, and a month passes. The people of Fuling Peak also recognized his existence zài. It's just that Xiaolu has a deep uneasiness in his heart. Why did that Mo Feng pull himself to Fuling Peak, but the people from Danling Peak didn't pursue it?

Xiao Lu had just begun to contact Xiuzhen, and he had a little understanding of this magical world. But because I don't have any cultivation at all. In addition to thinking about his mother's pain every day, he is to boil his body and exercise his strength. I hope that one day I can find the real culprit and take revenge.

One day, late at night.

Xiao Lu was ready to rest. Suddenly, the ground shook up and down, and then a loud sound like a dragon's groan came faintly from a distance.

At this time, there was a squeak, but it was Xu Yingqi who was out of breath and said loudly: "Hurry up Fang Xiaolu, something is wrong!"

Xiao Lu said: "What is the matter?"

Xu Yingqi swallowed hard, took a few breaths and said, "It's Senior Brother Yun, Senior Brother Yun, you're out of the customs! As he spoke, he picked up Xiao Lu and left.

Xiao Lu let Xu Yingqi pull him, and ran to the depths of Fuling Peak with one foot deep and one foot shallow. At the same time, there were three streams of people, extending from the residence of the three disciples of Fuling Peak, and hurried forward.

There was excitement and jealousy on the faces of these disciples, but more than that, worship and envy, and many female disciples, while walking, tidying up their makeup. It seems that they want to leave a good impression on their idols, and maybe they may not be favored by them.

Everyone, even Xu Yingqi, who was pulling Xiao Lu, didn't notice it, compared to the expressions of many disciples full of expectations and hope. There was a man whose face was pale and even tinged with pain.

Looking at everyone's excitement, Xiao Lu's heart was like a knife. He didn't know why, when he heard this Senior Brother Yun, his heart would be very awkward, more precisely, a kind of pain.

But as the distance grew, a palace in the distance emerged in the darkness. The flow of people from different directions finally converged at this time.

The surging flow of people, the black pressure is enough to thousands, and the huge crowd walks on a wide road, which is not crowded at all, but seems to be full of people and magnificent.

With the crowd surging, Xiao Lu finally approached the tall palace, and there were several huge orbs embedded in the palace gate, which shone the sky and the earth, and it was really majestic. With the brilliance of the jewels, I saw two strong characters written on the palace door: "Underground Palace"

This is the Elder of Fuling Peak, the place where the head of the retreat, one of the three secret realms of the Turin Peak. According to legend, this underground palace can collect the qi of the five spirits underground, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of cultivators.

On the steps at the entrance of the underground palace, there were several old men, and the third one standing on the right hand was Mo Feng. Standing in the first place was an extremely tall old man. I saw that he was wearing a crown on his head, a purple robe, a broad face, thick eyebrows, tiger eyes, a lion nose and a big mouth, and he didn't look majestic.

At this moment, outside the underground palace, thousands of disciples were surrounded by the inner and outer three layers. It can be seen that the popularity of Fuling Peak is very high, and the general cultivation is high, or the female disciples, all stand at the front, surrounding a small open space, and the Lion Tiger Daoist and the extremely elder are standing on the steps in the open space, waiting for the opening of the gate of the underground palace.

Fuling Peak is dominated by the first one, the whole peak is shaking, and thousands of people are waiting, all for a genius disciple in the door who is extremely high in cultivation and amazes the group. It's hard to believe.

Xu Yingqi walked around the periphery of the crowd, always trying to find a gap to get into, but because of his thin body, he couldn't squeeze in, and he could hear the loud noise from the dungeon, getting louder and closer, he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and he couldn't wait to turn into a bird and fly in.

Xiao Lu stood at the back, outside the crowd, looking at Xu Yingqi like ants on a hot pot, and then looking at the crowd of people who were looking forward to it, I didn't know what it was like for a while.

Looking at the surging emotions and the array of thousands of people's expectations, he suddenly thought that if he broke forward at this moment, I am afraid that even if everyone saliva, it would be enough to drown himself.

At this moment, I only heard the lion and tiger Taoist shouting: "Silence!" The voice is vast and deep, it is really like a lion and a tiger, and it is shocking.

The audience was stunned, and everyone held their breath and looked at the entrance of the underground palace.

Finally, squeak quack, the entrance of the underground palace opened to both sides like two city walls.

A blazing white light gushed out from the crack in the door, gradually expanding in a fan-shape.

I saw a person walking out of the white light slowly, with a clear light, a smile on his face, and a faint purple qi evaporated from the top of his head.

All the disciples in the audience were surprised, and they thought they had become immortals.

At the moment when this person appeared, Xiao Lu's chest was hit hard, and he took a few big steps back, but no one noticed it.

It's not that Xiao Lu didn't think about what it was like to meet Senior Brother Yun. But since he came to an ordinary mountain area, he has no intersection with Fuling Peak. But I don't know why, Senior Brother Yun is very, very uncomfortable when he hears this.

That feeling, that feeling as if this person was his unforgettable enemy.

Today, when Xiao Lu saw this person for the first time, even though he was hundreds of feet away, he clearly knew that there was an inexplicable hatred in his chest.

And in that person's neck, he finally found the answer.

For there was a bead hanging around that man's neck, and that was the bead that his mother had given him. There were two in total, one for my mother and one for myself.

After the mother was killed, another bead disappeared. Xiao Lucai kept his mother by his side forever. But he didn't expect it to appear above the man's neck.

What else does this mean?

"Kill him, kill him. Avenging his mother!" A voice shouted loudly in Xiao Lu's ear, Xiao Lu's body trembled violently, his hands clenched into fists, and he gurgled. But he didn't move, and sadly, he even felt a little frightened, not because of his own death, but because even if he died, he couldn't hurt that person in the slightest. Q