After leaving Huashan, Linghu Chong was anxious, quickly whipped his horse, went straight all the way, and finally arrived at the Vulture Temple after half a month.

"Bang" knocked on the door of the Vulture Temple, and a small novice came out and saluted, "What is the donor doing here?"

"The little master told Master Fang Zheng that the eldest disciple of the Huashan faction, Ling Hu Chong, came to visit him on the order of the family master Yue Buqun. Linghu Chong returned the salute.

"Let the fox donor wait here, and the little monk will go to tell the abbot. Little Shami bowed and retired.

Not long after, Xiao Shami came to Linghu Chong again and instructed: "The abbot is already waiting in the meditation room, Linghu donor, please come with me." ”

"The Linghu donor is really a young man, and his appearance is extraordinary!"

In the meditation room, an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes and a plain robe was the top master in the Xiaoao Jianghu, Master Fang Zheng, the abbot of the Eagle Temple, but at this time he praised Ling Hu Chong well.

"The master has won the award, and the juniors dare not be ashamed!" Ling Hu Chong hurriedly returned the salute modestly, "This is a handwritten letter from the family teacher!"

Fortunately, the certificate is a standard monk image, with a monk's robe, Buddha beads and a bald head, and a ring scar on it. If he also has long hair and wears pink clothes like the nuns of the Hengshan faction, Ling Hu Chong will probably be shocked to urine.

"The Demon Sect Leader Dongfang is undefeated, with great ambitions, and wants to dominate the rivers and lakes all the time, and his methods are even more fierce and cruel than the previous sect director, and in recent years, he has continued to set off bloody storms on the rivers and lakes, and now the righteous path is declining, and all factions are about to fight the same enemy and defeat the Demon Sect together!" Master Fang Zheng sighed with emotion: "Please tell Master Yue that my Vulture Temple is willing to do my part for the martial arts." Lao Wei wrote a letter to invite Wudang Chongxu Dao Master to go to Songshan Mountain to discuss with the Wuyue Sword Sect how to deal with the Demon Sect. ”

"Master mercy, the younger generation will definitely report to the master," Ling Hu Chong bowed slightly, said: "The younger generation has a reluctant request, please allow the master, in recent years, the younger generation is quite interested in the concept of Buddhism, the Vulture Temple is the holy land of Buddhism in the world, I am fortunate to be here, I implore the master to allow the younger generation to copy a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures in the Tibetan Golden Pavilion, and study them carefully after returning to Huashan." ”

"This ......"

"The younger generation knows that the Tibetan Golden Pavilion is the important place of Buddhism in the Eagle Temple, but the younger generation only needs to copy a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures," Seeing that Master Fangzheng was a little hesitant, Ling Hu Chong hurriedly moved out of the name of the Huashan faction and Yue Buqun, and said respectfully: "The rules of the Huashan Gate are strict, and the family teacher Yue Buqun is called the 'gentleman's sword' by the fellow people in the rivers and lakes, and he has always taught the character of the Huashan disciples very strictly, and the younger generations will never watch the martial arts of his school." ”

"It's rare to make the fox donor have a heart for the Buddha, how can the old man not be allowed. After that, he instructed Xiao Shami to take Linghu Chong to the Scripture Pavilion.

Fang Zheng is not afraid of Ling Hu Chong stealing learning, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Eagle Temple hides the dragon and the Crouching Tiger, I don't know how many senior masters have gone into hiding, not to mention Ling Hu Chong, a martial arts person who is reluctant to enter the second-rate, even if his teacher Yue does not come in person, he is powerless.

"Linghu donor, this is the temple Tibetan Golden Pavilion, the second layer above is the secret book of the martial arts of this school, not allowed by the abbot can not go without authorization, the Buddhist scriptures are all on the first layer, the donor can choose by himself, there are four treasures in front of the study room for the donor to copy. After a brief introduction, Xiao Shami retreated, not bothering Ling Hu Chong to choose Buddhist scriptures.

No one is around, it doesn't mean that the Eagle Temple is at ease with Ling Hu Chong, if Ling Hu Chong just does a little cheating, it is estimated that a sweeping monk will immediately jump out to solve him, the Eagle Temple Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, now I don't know how many eyes will stare at him in the dark.

In order not to attract the attention of the people who secretly guarded the Tibetan Golden Pavilion, Ling Hu Chong picked a copy of the "Dizang Sutra", and only after taking a "Diamond Sutra" for the second time did he pretend to inadvertently take the "Ranga Sutra" and open the "Ranga Sutra" with nervous excitement.

"Well, why not?" turned the "Ranga Sutra" inside and out, but still didn't find the Jiuyang Divine Skill, what's going on, what's wrong?

Ling Hu Chong frowned, and slapped his head suddenly, your fucking Jiuyang Divine Skill was hidden in the "Lenga Sutra", and was later discovered by Zhang Sanfeng's master, Master Jueyuan, and then Zhang Wuji found it in the belly of a white ape in a cave, and now Zhang Wuji has been dead for hundreds of years, how can you fucking have Jiuyang Divine Skill.

I've been planning for so long, and I've miscalculated the time, I'm really fucking going to vomit blood.

Ling Hu Chong took three copies of the Haode Buddhist scriptures and resigned to Master Fangzheng, obviously wanting to tear the Buddhist scriptures in his hand into pieces and throw them into the pit, but he wanted to pretend to be ecstatic, and he really felt uncomfortable like swallowing a few flies.

In the market under the mountain of the Eagle Temple, Ling Hu Chong was depressed and led the horse, dejected, the Jiuyang magic was gone, and the Yi Jin Sutra was even more useless, with his current martial arts, he wanted to go to the Eagle Temple to steal the Yi Jin Sutra and find death, thinking of the sad place, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roared: "Your sister-"

At this moment, a carriage in front of him accelerated towards Linghu Chong, and the horseman in the carriage was sweating profusely, panicked, desperately pulling the rope, and it seemed that it was out of control.

Linghu Chong is also a second-rate master of martial arts, Huashan Qigong is also famous all over the world, how can he be injured by a crazy horse, between Linghu Chong took a step forward, suddenly grabbed the horse rope sideways, and shouted: "Stop me!"

The out-of-control horse neighed, and the whole horse's head was pulled back, the front hooves were raised high, and Zuihou fell to the ground weakly.

"Childe is really a god!" The groom admired Ling Hu Chong and was grateful, but Ling Hu Chong was in a bad mood and was too lazy to take care of it, so he briefly explained a few words, turned around and planned to leave.

"Son, please stay!" Just as Ling Hu Chong was about to lead the horse away, an obscene man with short limbs, crooked facial features, and a tattered linen robe caught up from behind and stopped him.

"Childe is handsome and extraordinary, and he must be a famous young knight," the lewd man grabbed Ling Hu Chong for a while, and then the thief looked left and right, approached Ling Hu Chong and said mysteriously: "I have a heavy treasure in my hand, I want to make a deal with Childe, I don't know if Childe is interested?"

"You fucking think that Ben Gongzi has never seen a treasure, do you? Look at you dressed like a person with a heavy treasure? This Gongzi is in a very unhappy mood now, do you know? While I haven't gotten angry now, hurry up and get out of here!" Ling Hu Chong glanced at the lewd man, pursed his lips, and said contemptuously.

"Childe, how dare you deceive you, this is indeed a treasure handed down from my ancestors, an iron sword weighing nine hundred and eighty-one pounds, I look at the divine power of the child, it must be related to this treasure, the small home is nearby, the son might as well go to the cold house to test it first, and debate the authenticity. "The lewd man seems to have made up his mind to make this deal with Ling Hu Chong.

"Ninety-nine eighty-one pounds of iron sword?" Ling Hu Chong's heart moved, and he said secretly: "It seems that the Xuantie heavy sword that Dugu seeks defeat is ninety-nine eighty-one pounds!"

"Since you say so, then Ben Gongzi will go and take a look, and lead the way. "Ling Hu Chong made up his mind, it doesn't hurt to go and see, it doesn't matter if it's not, but if it's true, then it's developed.

"Okay, Childe, please. Seeing that Linghu Chong agreed to see the iron sword, the lewd man's eyebrows were crooked, and he hurriedly led the way and went straight to the nest.

The lewd man's real name is Zhao Dabao, the ancestor was the captain of the Three Kingdoms Cao Cao's touching gold, was the most famous tomb robber at that time, and later injured and returned to his hometown, and could not bear to lose the stunt, so it was passed down from generation to generation, but it was completely abandoned when it came to Zhao Dabao's generation, Zhao Dabao was lazy since he was a child, and he was idle, good at gambling, and he couldn't bear loneliness, how could he spend a lot of effort to practice the art of tomb robbery, dealing with the dead, what an unfortunate thing it was, stained with death, and he would lose every gamble in the future, so this great profession completely declined in this generation。

Zhao Dabao is a good gambler, but he is rotten, and the belongings in the family are basically lost, so he started some of the objects collected by his ancestors. Everything that could be sold was sold, and all that was left was a broken iron sword and a few worn-out wooden boxes.

The iron sword looks mighty, but it's a pity that it's too bulky, and it has been introduced to several sellers who are not very satisfied, and now the son's brother has a sword on his waist that is handsome and cool and elegant, of course, the lighter the better, such a big man who can't move his back is going to crush himself?

It's hard to catch a fool with infinite power and is interested in this broken sword, how can he let it go easily. When the iron is sold, it can't be sold for a few dollars, and only these young men and young knights are willing to spend a lot of money to buy it.

followed Zhao Dabao to a dilapidated thatched hut, and finally saw the iron sword that was randomly thrown in the corner. Ling Hu Chong held the hilt of the sword and lifted it, it was really heavy, the whole body of the sword was black and shiny, and the blade was a little blunt, as if it had not yet opened.

Ling Hu Chong carefully took a large number of this heavy sword, suddenly his whole body trembled, his eyes froze, and then he stared at the two elegant and thick small words engraved on the hilt of the sword - "Seek defeat"!

"This sword is good, my son wants it, make a price!" Ling Hu Chong suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said to Zhao Dabao in a steady tone.

"The prince has a good eye, at this time, the treasure handed down from the little ancestors, if it weren't for the middle of the family and the urgent need for money, I would never sell it......" Zhao Dabao began to brag.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, ancestor baby, are you still fucking thrown into the corner?" Ling Hu Chong shouted: "Hurry up and make a price!"

"Minimum twenty taels ......," Zhao Dabao said.

"What? Twenty taels?" Zhao Dabao interrupted Hu Chong as soon as he opened his mouth, dumbfounded.

The Xuantie heavy sword used by Sword Demon Dugu to seek defeat is worth his mother's twenty taels? Not to mention anything else, these eighty-one pounds of extraterrestrial Xuantie alone are priceless treasures, and you will give twenty fucking taels?

"Don't mind, son, fifteen taels, only fifteen taels. The lewd man Zhao Dabao thought that Ling Hu Chong was too expensive, and immediately explained nervously: "Otherwise, I'm adding you a villain book that has been handed down with the iron sword." ”

"Although this villain book is not a famous book, it is a real ancient book, and it is still very collectible, Gongzi, take a look!" Zhao Dabao hurriedly took out a worn-out wooden box from under the table and handed it to Ling Hu Chong.

Ling Hu Chong opened the box and opened the villain book, and was immediately shocked.

"The old husband Yang Guo, the father Yang Kang, died early, and was raised by Uncle Guo...... The old man has learned, and the proudest thing is to create his own Gloomy Ecstasy Palm and Dugu Senior's Dugu Nine Swords, the Gloomy Ecstasy Palm should also be destroyed by Long'er, but the peerless swordsmanship of Dugu's predecessor should not be lost in the hands of the old man, leaving a sword spectrum to wait for those who are destined!"

Then there is the detailed sword move map of Dugu Nine Swords, so that Hu Chong is a disciple of Huashan, the truth of the sword spectrum can be known at a glance, and it is destined to make Hu Chong and Dugu Nine Swords have a fate, and in the original work, he also learned this Dugu Nine Swords from Feng Qingyang's hands.

Ling Hu Chong's eyes stared at Zhao Dabao, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said incoherently: "Villain book? damn it, there's a kind of ...... you take a few more copies out."

"Gongzi Ye is really a good vision, today it is rare to find a noble person like Yujian Gongzi, as long as Gongzi Ye spends fifteen taels to buy this iron sword, the little one will give the few villain books left by his ancestors to Gongzi Ye together!" Zhao Dabao gritted his teeth and took out two small wooden boxes from under the table.

"My name is Zhang Wuji, when I was a teenager, I was in the Xuanming two old Xuanming Divine Palms, fortunately I was raised by the true temperature of the master, and then found the Jiuyang Divine Skill in the belly of the white ape...... In his later years, he lived in seclusion on the Island of Ice and Fire, leaving behind the secret book of Jiuyang Divine Skill and Qiankun Great Shift to wait for those who are destined!"

"I am Dali Duan Yu, the young man and the great hero Qiao Feng and Xuzhu are like-minded, and they became brothers, but unfortunately the eldest brother died young, and we are also slowly old, and I can't bear to lose the magic skills I have learned, and the second brother will input his life's skills into the relics, and leave the martial arts of my three brothers, hoping that those who are destined will be able to protect their families and defend the country, and benefit the martial arts!"

Ling Hu Chong trembled with both hands, took out two ingots of silver from his arms and threw them to the ground, carried the three wooden boxes into his arms, dragged the Xuantie heavy sword, and slowly left with two legs.