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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 1996

Published at 9th of June 2022 07:34:28 AM


Chapter 1996

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It's no wonder that Yin Liting was surprised. Wudang and Shaolin have always been at loggerheads over the years. Starting from Shaolin's calling master a traitor, five brothers were forced to commit suicide every three or five days, which pushed the contradiction between the two sides to the peak.

As a hypothetical enemy, people of Wudang have also made a detailed study of Shaolin. Although there are many experts in Shaolin, the seven swordsmen of Wudang are not bad. In addition, the presence of Zhang Sanfeng, an immortal, has made Shaolin extremely scared. Even Xuancheng, the most powerful monk of the thirteen Jue gods, was far worse than Zhang Sanfeng. It was only in the past two years that a mysterious floor sweeper suddenly emerged, and the most advanced force could barely compete with Wudang.

But when Yin Liting saw the sweeping monk, he was obviously different from the red monk in front of him. He suddenly knew that there were two people of this level in Shaolin, and he was worried.

When he was daydreaming, a group of people had already come to the small courtyard of bamboo forest in Houshan, but they were soon stopped by the Taoist boy in front of the door: "the grand master is closing the door, and there are no visitors."

A eunuch came forward and yelled in a shrill voice: "open your eyes and see clearly. This is the official of the great song dynasty. Is he the most respectable and ordinary guest?"

"This..." seeing such a large group of people coming here in a fierce manner, the two Taoist boys were a little scared for a while, but their duty was to make them dare not let each other in.

"Sixth martial uncle!" Seeing Yin Liting, the two Taoist children seemed to see the Savior and cried out in a hurry.

Yin Li Ting hesitated, and finally sighed: "let them in. I'll ask Master again."

The two Taoist children were pardoned and rushed to one side. Zhao Gou led a group of people into the yard. Because the yard was too small to accommodate so many people, the other bodyguards just surrounded the yard and guarded them. They only took the imperial equipment and a few internal bodyguards with them.

Of course, there was the wine fighting monk with him. As for Huang Shang, he didn't know where he was hiding.

The courtyard is very simple, with a few bamboo trees, a small pool, and then a few cabins. At first, people are curious that Zhang Zhenren, who is famous all over the world, actually lives in such a humble place. However, on second thought, it's normal. If he lives in a magnificent place, it's disappointing.

"What's the noise outside?" As they looked around, a faint voice came from the middle cabin.

Yin Li Ting hesitated for a moment, but he went forward and said, "if you go back to master, the officials will come to Wudang Mountain to worship heaven and want to see you."

Not far away, Zhao Gou's brow is slightly wrinkled. Can't it really be Zhang Sanfeng? If Zhang Sanfeng is here, plus the security forces around him, how dare those careerists do it?

"I'm at a critical juncture in my seclusion. It's really inconvenient for me to meet you. I hope the officials will forgive me." Inside, the sound started again.

"Is the man inside really Zhang Sanfeng?" Zhao Gou asked in a low voice.

The imperial instruments looked at each other. They had never met Zhang Sanfeng, so they couldn't judge. The wine fighting monk said, "the voice is very old, but it can't be judged just by the sound. As for his Qi, it's said that Zhang Sanfeng's body of immortals has come to the state of returning to nature. I can't feel it and it's normal. "

Zhao Gou nodded, stepped forward to the room and said, "the imperial court has allocated a lot of money to Wudang Mountain over the years. All the emperors of the past dynasties have made great efforts to repair the Zixiao palace. I'm not inferior to some of the previous emperors in this respect. Moreover, this time I've traveled thousands of miles to Wudang Mountain in person, but the real people don't even want to see each other. Is that unreasonable? Are you dissatisfied with the imperial court or with me? "

Hearing that his language was getting tough, Yin Liting turned pale and looked at the hut anxiously.

There was silence in the room. After a long time, the voice came again: "this time it's the poor way. It's just that the poor way is closed now. It's a critical moment. I can't separate myself, so I have to bother the officials to come in and meet them. I don't want to be disturbed by others when I'm at the critical moment of my cultivation. I hope that the officials will be successful. "

When they heard that Zhao Gou was asked to go in alone, they turned pale one after another. Li Yanshi quickly stopped Zhao Gou: "officials, be careful, it's a trap. Don't take risks."

Zhang Sanfeng's words are reasonable when he is in such a situation. When people in the river and lake reach the critical moment of their cultivation, they can't be disturbed. It's a great honor to see Zhao Gou. There's no reason to let many people in.

However, many people in the field knew exactly why they came to Wudang Mountain this time. They knew that there was going to be a big war. The string in anyone's heart was tight. At this time, Zhang Sanfeng's move was obviously like Jia Sidao's plan.

In fact, Li Yanshi's persuasion is superfluous. Although Zhao Gou has absolute confidence in this action, he is not a fool. How can he go into danger alone when the situation is unclear?

After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, the door automatically opened a gap to show the intention of invitation, and then the room fell into silence. Zhao Gou's bodyguards stood on tiptoe one by one and looked in through the crack in the door. Unfortunately, there was a screen inside, and they couldn't see anything.

Just when he was in a dilemma, there was a sound of commotion in the distance. Occasionally, he heard a scream. Zhao Gou couldn't help frowning and said, "what's going on outside?"

A bodyguard went out to investigate intelligence early, and soon came back to report: "back to the official's home, someone rushed up from the mountain."

Zhao Gou suddenly angry: "Wang Ziteng is how to defend the periphery, even let people rush to the foot of the mountain!"

After losing his temper, he remembered that there was a key question he didn't ask: "how many people are there?" However, he didn't worry much. Although Wudang Mountain is not as steep as Huashan Mountain, all the paths along the way are full of experts in front of the hall. No matter how many people there are, they can't make it,

"Only one." The guard replied bitterly.

"Only one?" Zhao Gou was stunned at first, and then angry, "just one person, still make so much noise."

In the Song Dynasty, the most elite troops were selected as the imperial guards, while the most elite of the imperial guards were selected as the bodyguards, and the most elite of the bodyguards were selected as zhubanzhi to protect the emperor.

At that time, Xu Ning, a coach of the golden spear class, was exiled in the world and became a bandit, ranking second among the eight Hussars in shuipo Liangshan. The reputation of the golden spear hand was very impressive.

And the golden spear class is just one of the classes, and its status among the classes is only at the middle level. We can see how crouching tiger, hidden dragon and crouching tiger are in front of the hall.

How can Zhao gou not be angry that so many experts, however, were made to fly by one person when they were guarding against danger?

"That man's martial arts is very high..." the bodyguard's face showed fear, "and he seems to know magic. Once he raises his hand a few feet away, a blood hole will appear on his brother. Coupled with the terrain, we can't form a encirclement for him. We can't give full play to the number of people, so he beat him all the way."

Zhao Gou's face was ugly. Originally, he wanted to defend according to the danger, so that the other side's number advantage could not be brought into play. Unexpectedly, in the end, the terrain became the other side's advantage, leading to the failure of his own number advantage.

"What kind of magic art is it? Should it be a concealed long-range attack skill, Shaolin's wuxiangjiezhi or Dali's liumai Shenjian?" The wine fighting monk murmured to himself.

Yin Liting couldn't help looking at him and thought, isn't he from Shaolin?

"The visitor is an old man, not like Shaolin or Dali people." The guard replied.

At this time, Li Yanshi said in a voice: "the officials can rest assured that unless the man is a great master, no matter how good his martial arts are, he will not be able to break through the line of defense of Zhuban brothers."

As the eldest imperial instrument, he has extraordinary insight. He is most aware of the strength of the chief secretary in front of the palace. He was caught off guard just now. When the reaction comes over, the other party will never be able to discuss anything good.

Sure enough, as his voice just dropped, the noise and disturbance over there gradually dropped, and it was obvious that he had gradually controlled the situation.

"Not a great master." Zhao Gou breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that Jia Sidao would invite the great master to come this time, it would be wonderful to lose one.

But his smile soon froze, because he heard the sound of the waves.

I have a picture in my mind. In the distance, the tide is slowly approaching and gradually speeding up. Then the tide is surging and the white waves connect the mountains, and the fish in the tide is floating, and the wind is howling on the sea. In addition, the water demons and sea monsters make the tide, and sometimes the iceberg is floating, and sometimes the sea is boiling, which is extremely changeable. When the tide recedes, the water is as smooth as a mirror, but the bottom of the sea is turbulent and dangerous in a silent place.

"Wudang Mountain is located inland, how can there be the sound of waves?" Ding Dian and other bodyguards were puzzled.

All of a sudden, the powerful sound of the waves changed. It became erratic and lingering. It seemed that there was a beautiful mermaid in the sea smiling and complaining.

When Ding Dian heard this for a while, he felt his face flushed, his heart fluttered and he wanted to jump up and dance several times. He was shocked: "no, it's not the sound of the waves, it's the sound of the flute!"

The sound of Dongxiao is so emotional and lingering that it looks like a woman sighing and calling in a soft voice.

Ding Dian knew that it was wrong, but he could not help thinking of the sweet days between these years and Ling Shuanghua, and of his wife's soft and greasy skin, as gentle as water

Fortunately, he has achieved great success, and there is still a trace of lucidity left in the platform. Remembering that he is protecting the emperor's safety and can't tolerate any children's affairs, he quickly uses his skill to adjust his breath, and finally gradually wakes up.

Only then did I find that the whole person was red in the face, his back was wet with sweat, and the other people nearby were even more unbearable. They danced and went crazy one by one. Only a few of them with royal instruments could barely support themselves, but their looks were painful, and obviously they were going to the limit.

Ding Dian was surprised. He went to see Zhao Gou and found that he looked as usual. As the closest bodyguard to the emperor, he naturally knew the emperor's physical condition. The strange sound of the flute was mainly to arouse people's desire. Since the official hurt his body that year, he had no intention of men and women's affairs. Naturally, he was not affected by the sound of the flute.

"Amitabha!" The wine fighting monk suddenly put his hands together, and the peaceful Buddha's name suddenly sobered everyone in the field.

"Please forgive me A group of bodyguards lost their appearance in front of the imperial court. It was a felony. A group of people knelt down and pleaded guilty.

Yan Liting was also red faced. Originally Wudang Kung Fu Xuanmen was orthodox, and he was not influenced by these heretics. But he thought of his fiancee Ji Xiaofu and his daughter Yang Buhui, who was almost the same as her, who became his wife. When he thought of the intimacy between husband and wife, he would sometimes imagine her as her mother, The heart devil is gradually born, and is taken advantage of by the flute.

"The blue sea is full of music. It turned out that the master of Taohua island and Huangdao came here." The wine fighting monk sighed, and his voice seemed to contain infinite regret. He couldn't figure out why such a beautiful person like him would take part in such a pickled affair. "I'm a beautiful lady, but how can I follow the thief?"




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