The skill is broken, I am stronger

Zhang Wuji stabbed at Lin Lang with a sword. Lin Lang's right hand turned golden, and he directly pinched the blade of Zhang Wuji's stabbing sword, and his left hand slapped lightning.

After three moves, Lin Lang pressed Zhang Wuji to the ground with one hand, and Zhang Wuji struggled frantically.

Zhang Wuji's state is very wrong, his breath is vacillating, is this insane?

"Zhang Wuji, stay focused and stay focused!"

Lin Lang's voice reached Zhang Wuji's ears, Zhang Wuji gave up struggling and closed his eyes.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again and let out a long breath.

"Thank you Lin Youshi."

He knew that he had gone mad just now.

"Zhang Wuji, the seventh floor of the Great Teleportation of the Universe cannot be practiced forcefully. You can re-deduce the correct method according to your own understanding of martial arts."

"You improve your strength too fast, but you don't have enough mood. Go back and learn more from Zhang Zhenren."

Zhang Wuji looked at Lin Lang in surprise. Lin Lang actually knew this kind of secret?

He thought of the holy fire order in Lin Lang's hand, and thought of Lin Lang saying that the Persian Mingjiao envoy asked Lin Lang to be the leader. Maybe Lin Lang would do the same if the world changed.

No wonder Lin Lang wanted his Nine Suns Divine Art before, but he didn't want to move the universe.

"Actually, your talent is quite good. After learning Zhang Zhenren's Tai Chi magic skills, you should understand what it means to combine hardness and softness, and the harmony of yin and yang. You have the potential to be the peak of heaven and man."

"Even if you work hard, you may surpass Zhenren Zhang in the future."

Zhang Wuji once thought that his talent was second to none in the world, and that he would become the best in the world in the future. After all, his talent was praised by even the Grand Master.

But first, he was frustrated by the holy monk in South Shaolin, and then saw Lin Lang, who was even more talented, and his heart was almost worn out.

"I can't wait for the future. Now that Wudang is in trouble, I have to go back as soon as possible."

"This kind of kindness, Zhang Wuji will definitely repay it in the future."

Even if he can't kill the holy monk of South Shaolin, he can solve other monks.

The masters of the Wudang sect have broken down. Except for the second master Yu Lianzhou, there is no great master. How can they resist so many masters in Nan Shaolin?

Lin Lang shook his head: "Do you think it's a good thing for Wudang that you go back to Wudang now? Is it because of Wudang that you destroyed Southern Shaolin?"

"Go, find a place to hide, and then quietly go back to Wudang Mountain after a while, and be a little Taoist boy next to Zhenren Zhang."

Zhang Wuji asked back: "Then what about the crisis in Wudang this time?"

Lin Lang pointed to his nose: "Have you forgotten my other identity? I am the teacher of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and a group of people from the Song Dynasty ran to the border of my Daming to attack my sect of the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty. My face."

Zhang Wuji was stunned, he really forgot Lin Lang's identity as Emperor Ming's teacher.

The main reason is that what Lin Lang did was not what an emperor should do.

Including Lin Lang's appearance in Southern Shaolin today, and obviously leading people to search for the treasures of Southern Shaolin, does this conform to the status of an emperor teacher?

"Remember, you will be a member of the Daming Wudang faction in the future. If Wudang can't handle things, I can handle them."

"Go, wait until the dust has settled, and then go back quietly. This is for you. This is the Buddha Elimination Pill refined by Shaolin Yaowangyuan, a kind of elixir that can suppress insanity."

"Here is also a book of the Purifying Mantra, which is also used to suppress the demonic nature. You can also take a look."

"The court of the Song Dynasty must know about the matter here, let's go, the Zhuge Shenhou of the Song Dynasty is not easy to deal with."

Zhang Wuji took a Buddha Demon Elimination Pill, closed his eyes, opened them after a long time, and bowed deeply to Lin Lang: "Thank you for your guidance, I almost took a fork in the road."

"Lin Youshi is right. I really deserve to live. Not just for myself, but also for those Mingjiao brothers who died, but also for my parents and Grand Master."

Zhang Wuji left, while Lin Lang was pawing and pawing in the fire with a stick.

"Bah! You're still called an eminent monk, but you haven't burned any relics, so you must have done too many bad things."

He turned around and left South Shaolin with Jiang Xiaoyu and others, and returned to Daming by sea directly by boat.

……

The people led by the Southern Shaolin Saint Monk saw that they were about to reach Wudang Mountain. They deliberately walked very slowly, just to put pressure on Wudang Mountain, and wait for Wudang Mountain to send Zhang Wuji over.

Now Wudang Mountain must be in civil strife, how will Zhang Sanfeng choose?

Is it to keep the reputation of Wudang Mountain, or to make Wudang notorious in the Jianghu for Zhang Wuji?

In his battle with Zhang Sanfeng, even if both sides suffer, Zhang Sanfeng cannot bear it, because the Sun Moon God Sect will definitely seize the opportunity to wipe out the last sect not affiliated with the Sun Moon God Sect.

Suddenly Xu Zhu ran over quickly: "Senior Saint Monk, it's bad, Nan Shaolin was bloodbathed by Zhang Wuji, many halls were burned!"

"If it wasn't for the imperial government's yamen to send people to put out the fire, the southern Shaolin might be in ruins, but most of it was burnt down."

The holy monk was dumbfounded at the time: "Amitabha, aren't the eighteen bronze figures here? How did Zhang Wuji do it?"

Zhang Wuji was injured by him last time, and he recovered so quickly?

Could it be that Zhang Wuji made a sneak attack and killed a bronze man first?Then if the bronze figure does not form a formation, naturally it will not be that powerful. Zhang Wuji also has the dragon-slaying sword, so it is really possible to succeed.

But Zen Master Miaodi is still there, so many Lin disciples, including some masters, have killed the Eighteen Bronze Men and Chan Master Miaodi, how can Zhang Wuji have time to kill all the other monks?

Don't those people run away?

South Shaolin has four gates!

Zhang Wuji still can't do the clone technique?

"Holy Monk, this must be a conspiracy of the Wudang faction. They deliberately waited for you to leave, and then attacked my Southern Shaolin Temple. This time we must destroy the Wudang faction!"

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"Yes, destroy Wudang and burn down the entire Wudang Mountain!"

Many people were shouting loudly that although there were only 100 of them, they seemed to ignore Wudang Mountain, mainly because of the presence of holy monks.

In their hearts, the holy monk is invincible.

But Xu Zhu suddenly said: "Holy Monk, Zhang Wuji is still at large, shouldn't we catch him first?"

"And this matter seems to have nothing to do with the Wudang faction."

"There is a line of blood writing on the wall outside our temple: Mingjiao Zhang Wuji, exterminate Southern Shaolin, blood debt!"

To be clear, this is to tell everyone that Zhang Wuji is the leader of Mingjiao and has nothing to do with Wudang Sect.

Even Nan Shaolin is not sure whether the Wudang faction really took Zhang Wuji in, so it doesn't make sense to find him.

"It's impossible for Zhang Wuji to do this by himself. Someone from Wudang Mountain must have gone to help."

"Yes, let's go and destroy Wudang, and then hunt down Zhang Wuji."

"Senior Sage Monk, if you continue to endure, my thousand-year foundation in Southern Shaolin will be completely ruined. Please Sacred Monk take action and shock the world!"

The other monks knelt down, and the holy monk Kacha crushed a string of Buddhist beads into powder: "Everyone, speed up, and before the sun sets tomorrow, we will destroy Wudang Mountain!"

The news of Southern Shaolin's destruction quickly spread throughout the Jianghu, causing a sensation throughout the Jianghu.

That is the southern Shaolin that has been passed down for thousands of years, with countless masters and martial arts myths like the holy monk, have they been wiped out?

Zhang Wuji has completely turned into a devil, and has completely broken away from Wudang Mountain.

This was done by Zhang Wuji, not only because of the bloody writings left by Zhang Wuji, but also because of the monks from Southern Shaolin who witnessed it with their own eyes.

Many people are saying that if Zhang Wuji can't be found in Southern Shaolin now, Wudang Mountain may be in danger!

……

Wudang Mountain.

Many people have nervous expressions on their faces. People from Southern Shaolin are said to be ten miles away from Wudang Mountain, and they can go up the mountain within two quarters of an hour.

"Master, what did the Patriarch say, we are fighting with Nan Shaolin!" A disciple shouted loudly.

"Yes, I am afraid that the Southern Shaolin will not succeed in Wudang Mountain? Didn't they come with 100 people? We have hundreds of disciples here, and there are many disciples who come down the mountain. If we go back, we will leave all the people from the Southern Shaolin this time." .”

"When will my Wudang faction be bullied to the door? We must fight."

Hearing these words, Yu Lianzhou felt a little relieved.

The disciples of the Wudang sect are still not intimidated. What happened to the fifth junior brother back then will not happen again.

But suddenly someone said: "The people from Southern Shaolin are all masters, and their holy monks lead the team. Can we really stop them?"

"I came to Wudang Mountain to learn martial arts. Don't they want Zhang Wuji of the Mingjiao? It's fine to drive that devil down the mountain. Why do you want Wudang to protect the leader of the Mingjiao?"

"Wudang Sect is a famous and decent sect, and Mingjiao is a world-renowned sect of magic. Will our Wudang be reduced to collusion with Mingjiao?"

Yu Lianzhou's face changed: "Shut up! Are you still Wudang disciples?"

"No matter who it is, no one can come to the Wudang faction to play wild."

It's okay for others to say this, some three-generation disciples, and even some people who brought art investment teachers to join Wudang.

Those who just want to join a top sect and learn some martial arts may not have any affiliation with the Wudang sect, especially during this period of time when Wudang has been closed to the mountains, and it has long lost its original glory.

But why is Song Qingshu here?

Song Qingshu is the son of the elder brother and the first disciple of Wudang's three generations.

He knew that Song Qingshu had always had a bad relationship with Zhang Wuji and looked down on Zhang Wuji.

But at this time, how could Song Qingshu say such words?

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the back mountain: "I am here, Wudang Wuyou."

"South Shaolin wants to fight, so let's fight."

The quarrel disappeared in an instant, and the patriarch Zhang Zhenren spoke, and those who were still a little anxious seemed to feel relieved.

Yes, there are holy monks in Southern Shaolin, and they also have patriarchs.

Many years ago, the Patriarch was known as No.1 in the Great Ming Wulin.

So many Jianghu sects in the Ming Dynasty were wiped out by the Sun Moon God Sect, and only Wudang Mountain is still there. This is enough to prove that even the right envoy of the Sun Moon God Sect, who is extremely flamboyant, is not sure that he can beat the ancestor.

Zhang Sanfeng solved everything with one word, and Yu Lianzhou heaved a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he said loudly again: "All Wudang disciples are preparing for the battle, and those who have retreated will also call out, no matter who it is."

Wudang disciples don't cause trouble, but they are never afraid of trouble!

……

The group of Southern Shaolin, led by the holy monk, has already seen the outline of Wudang Mountain.

Everyone was excited, especially those from the Confession Hall.

They were all forced to join Southern Shaolin at the beginning, who would like to eat fast and chant Buddha every day if they can enjoy themselves outside?

But this time, they were all excited.

The Southern Shaolin was destroyed, and the Northern Shaolin was also destroyed before. They, these people, will be the authentic Buddhist sects in the world from now on.

It may not be their turn to be the abbot or something, but there is still a chance for the head of the courtyard. In the future, he will also hold great power, and his status in the world can be greatly improved.

Moreover, they can definitely learn more Shaolin unique skills. If they have the guidance of the holy monks, it will not be difficult for them to become great masters in the future.

If you are lucky and become the realm of heaven and man, you will be the next holy monk!

When they were still two miles away from Wudang Mountain, they suddenly saw an extremely large sedan chair.

The car curtain was opened, and a young man was sitting inside, drinking tea leisurely.

"I said you bald guys are too slow. I drank three pots of tea before you came?"

Seeing Lin Lang's appearance, Xu Zhu couldn't help exclaiming: "The right envoy of the Sun Moon God Religion? Why are you here?"

"Wrong. Today there is no right envoy of the Sun Moon God Sect, only the Master of the Great Ming Emperor."

"You guys from the Song Dynasty, you ran to my Ming Dynasty to show off your might, do you want to die?!"

Many monks in Southern Shaolin took a few steps back. Isn't Lin Lang abolished?

Why are you here?And look unharmed?

But seeing the holy monk, many people regained their courage.

No matter how powerful Lin Lang is, can he beat their holy monks?

The holy monk took a step forward: "Amitabha. Lord Lin, I just want to seek justice from Wudang today, so please give me a thin noodle so that I can get out of the way to Wudang Mountain."

Lin Lang crossed Erlang's legs: "What if I don't give it?"