Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Jiuyuanmen is a first-class large sect in Xindu County. It originated from a master of heaven and man in the middle period of Huangming Dynasty. Although there have been many twists and turns and the disaster of annihilation of the sect, fortunately, there are no dangers, and the Taoist tradition will continue to flourish. The decline continues to this day.

In general, although it is not as prominent and glorious as the thirteen martial arts holy places, its strength cannot be underestimated.

Xing Zhuo is the direct disciple of the current master of the Jiuyuan Sect, and one of the representatives sent by the Jiuyuan Sect to Yunwu Mountain to plot against Jiaolong. He is young and promising, has great martial arts, and has an unlimited future.

No one is perfect, and when Xing Zhuo succeeds at a young age, he is inevitably arrogant and arrogant. During several interactions, he developed a rift with Yang Hong, who was born in the uncle's house. They became disgusted with each other and even almost fought.

However, with the unified appeal of interests and the mediation of powerful figures in each country, the superficial harmony was still barely maintained.

But appearances are only appearances. Yang Hong tried to kill Xing Zhuo several times. This time he heard that the dragon scales were stolen from Xing Zhuo by Chang Lin, and the murderous intention in his heart inevitably boiled over again.

If Xing Zhuo really had the map from Yunwu Mountain to the dragon's lair, he would definitely have an advantage in the fight for the dragon's eggs. He might actually be able to gain something in the future. This was something Yang Hong was jealous of and would never tolerate.

Therefore, after hearing the news, Yang Hong's first reaction was to believe what Chang Lin said, and secretly planned in his heart how to kill Xing Zhuo and seize the map from him.

He even ignored that since Chang Lin could steal the dragon scales, why not steal them together with the possible map?

Well, let's assume that Chang Lin's words are true. Since he has obtained such a precious thing and knows Xing Zhuo's identity, why didn't he plan hard to seize the map? Instead, he went out of his way to steal his valuable but vulgar property. ?

There are far more doubts than these, but all of them have been subconsciously ignored by people.

Interests affect people's hearts. Not everyone has a clear mind and the ability to think beyond the chessboard and consider the overall situation. Even if they do, they will remain silent out of selfishness and ulterior motives.

To put it bluntly, most warriors are creatures whose muscles are stronger than their brains. They can use their fists without forcing. If the problem cannot be solved with fists, they will use knives. Anyway, they rarely deviate from violent methods.

Those who really use their brains are mostly old Yinbi. How can they burn themselves and illuminate others?

Just like Chang Lin, if he hadn't first taken out the dragon scales and then exposed the information about Xing Zhuo, he would have been tortured, and his life would have been worse than death. It was just a basic operation, and he would have suffered a lot anyway.

Before, he was like a child holding cooked fat, surrounded by hungry and dizzy vicious dogs. Now, when he throws the fat away, it is equivalent to throwing away trouble. The vicious dogs will naturally fight for the fragrant meat. Fatty and bite and fight.

Of course, Chang Lin is still very risky. It is even conceivable that from now on under the Yunwu Mountain, he will definitely be the target that everyone will look for and hide.

If he is found, he will be tortured. After the torture, he will be deceived and will not kill him, but he will be hidden to avoid being discovered by others. This is inevitable.

Chang Lin has already prepared a retreat. Now, as long as he withdraws from the battlefield that is about to break out, he will have no worries.

It wasn't that Yang Hong didn't believe it, he just asked a question out of habit,

"Is this true? If you lie to me, you will die by the sword."

There are gods three feet above the head. As a world with a vast history, myths and legends are naturally common in this world. The three emperors and five emperors in ancient times also represent the mythical Emperor of Heaven in a sense, and the ancient gods and demons are also very ancient. People are just imagining things out of thin air, but it’s actually something that can be followed.

Such as special physique, isn't it proof of the power of blood left by gods and demons to people of hundreds of tribes?

Therefore, some warriors still believe in the oath and avoid it.

But Chang Lin, who was born in the market and was a thief and thief, didn't care about this and promised emphatically,

"Young Master Yang, don't worry. The villain will never dare to speak nonsense. Otherwise, how can there be any place for the villain in this market town?"

After saying that, Chang Lin looked hesitant and uncertain before he said,

"Actually, I have one more thing to say about Xing Zhuo. I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Yang Hong had already made profits from this little thief one after another, and he felt excited.

Although faced with the pressure from the warriors led by Zhou Qing in the wine shop, he remained motionless and said calmly,

"If you have anything to say, just say it. I guarantee that nothing will happen to you."

Chang Lin nodded, stood up cautiously, raised his eyebrows, and approached Yang Hong, leaning forward deliberately, as if he wanted to say something secret to him.

At this moment, the guard behind Yang Hong suddenly felt that something was wrong. This guy was too close to Yang Hong, and Yang Hong didn't even have the slightest intention of taking precautions. With such a wide open door, if the other party had malicious intentions, wouldn't it be possible at any time? In danger of death?

If there is a serious emergency, you should give a verbal reminder.

However, by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

But when he saw Chang Lin, who had been timid and timid with a flattering look on his face, with a cruel face, he suddenly came out and used a movement technique like a giant rat drilling a hole, and suddenly leaned against Yang Hong, which was extremely exquisite.

At the same time, a pair of wonderful hands, as dexterous as colorful butterflies, danced gracefully and instantly snatched away the dragon scales in Yang Hong's hand and the scabbard sword in the other hand. The palm of his hand was on the scabbard, and the internal force was pushed, and the sword clattered spontaneously. The sword was popped out of the scabbard half a foot, and the sharp end of the sword was directly pressed against Yang Hong's delicate throat. Even if he pressed lightly on it without using any force, there was still a red blood streak oozing out.

This scene shocked everyone present. No one thought that the guy who had always been a mermaid would be so bold, including Yang Hong, who was unprepared and unprepared.

I saw that the Seventh Young Master, Uncle Chengyi, had his nose crooked in anger, veins on the backs of his hands popped out, and his eyes were spitting fire, but he did not dare to make any move to avoid being hurt.

The sound came out from the gap between the teeth,

"You're looking for death."

Although he was in a desperate situation, this person still didn't believe that a mere thief dared to kill him.

Chang Lin really didn't dare, but he didn't want to kill anyone. He just wanted to get out of this cage-like room.

"Shut up, do you really think I don't dare to kill someone?"

Pressing Yang Hong face to face with his sword, Chang Lin held up the dragon scale with his other hand, and his eyes pierced behind Yang Hong like thunder and lightning. Several guards guarding the gate yelled,

"Get out of my way, or I'll kill him directly."

These guards were highly skilled in martial arts, but they all came from the uncle's house. Yang Hong was the least favored, and he was also the uncle's son. If something went wrong, they couldn't afford it, so they could only stare at Chang Lin with a deadly look, and then quietly retreated. Leave the door open to let in the cold wind.

Chang Lin's muscles all over his body were tense and his energy was concentrated to the limit. He didn't dare to be careless. He pressed Yang Hong and walked several steps towards the door of the wine shop until he was almost done.

He pushed Yang Hong into the wine shop with his backhand, and at the same time threw the sword in his hand and the dragon scale that was always held high into the air.

After making this action, he immediately greased the soles of his feet, spread out his body skills, stepped on the white snow, rolled up countless snowflakes, and ran away.