Legend of Meow Immortal

Sitting in the carriage, Tang Tang was in a daze for a long time, but he didn't answer when someone called him.

"Master, isn't this little monk stupid?" The woman sitting in the groom's seat glanced back into the carriage and couldn't help complaining.

The golden sedan chair was still carried by several women. These women obviously didn't have the restraint they had when they were in Shaolin, and they talked a lot when they were out of Shaolin, and they would take the initiative to talk to Tang Tang when they had nothing to do.

"What are you talking about, the little master is a genius, and geniuses are always different, aren't they? Drive hard and don't talk too much." Ruan Qingtian who was in the sedan chair said lazily, "Turn every hour, four One person gets into the carriage, four people carry the sedan chair, don't let me be lazy."

Listening to Ruan Qingtian's words, the two women sitting in the carriage looked at each other, stuck out their tongues, and said nothing.

Baqiao Jingjin Building is not too far from Shaolin, about five hundred miles away, on the edge of a small place called Nanyang County.

Dushan Baqiao Jingjin Building, as the name suggests, there is a place called Dushan on the edge of Nanyang County, which is the location of Baqiao Jingjin Building.

This geographical location is actually very special, the upper five hundred miles is Shaolin, and the lower five hundred miles is Wudang, but it is probably because the lower five hundred miles are more difficult to walk, so the Baqiao Jingjin Building seldom troubles the Taoist. , or find a monk a little more trouble.

But now, what Tangtang wants to go is not Dushan in Nanyang County, but Yuzhou City, which is more than 300 miles away from Shaolin.

It takes about ten days to go to Dushan by horse-drawn carriage, but the opening time of the so-called Luming Sword Tomb is only ten days later, and the time does not allow it to come and go, so the Baqiao Jingjin Ruan Qingtian, the owner of the building, directly decided not to return to the sect.

Just go straight to Yuzhou City, the Luming Sword Tomb is just beside Yuzhou City, not to mention the loose time, you can take a rest when you get there, there is no rush.

Great monk, great monk, why did you choose me?I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

Maybe it's all in the expectation of that disgusted face.

Tang Tang recalled that when he was still in Shaolin, the great monk Zhixing directly chose what he said later——

"He is my Shaolin genius, although he is young, but his skills are second-rate, Luming Sword Tomb is enough to go."

At that time, Tang Tang wanted to refute that he was only a third-rate guy, but he just looked at the monk, and Tang Tang was scared, because he always felt that the monk saw through something.

"Oh? This little monk is only fifteen or sixteen years old... so young, can he be called a second-rate?" Ruan Qingtian was naturally a little bit in disbelief.

There is a limit to being a genius, and someone who can become a third-rate master at the age of fifteen or sixteen is enough to be called a genius.

To be able to reach the second rate is simply a rare event in a hundred years.

Not to mention that the practice of Shaolin Kungfu is slow enough, and the time needed to build a foundation is far longer than usual.

The great monk first took a deep look at Tang Tang, then turned his head to look in the direction of Luohan Hall, and finally said slowly, "The moves and martial arts can get their true meaning, even if it is just Luohan Boxing, it is enough to be called It's second-rate."

Tang Tang was startled, and suddenly remembered the footprints he had stepped on in front of the little apprentice. Although he used leaves to disguise it, did it still appear to be exposed?

"Such a genius...You Shaolin can give him to me with confidence?" Ruan Qingtian looked suspicious.

The great monk smiled, "Of course not, so he has to be accompanied by another person from Shaolin."

"Although the Luming Sword Tomb is restricted and cannot enter, I can always protect him on the way back and forth, so I feel at ease waiting."

The monks bargained for a long time with the owner of the Baqiao Jingjin Building, and finally sold Tang Tang smoothly.

During this process, Tang Tang also gradually understood what was going on in the Luming Sword Tomb.

This name sounds contradictory at first glance, Yoyo Luming is extremely young no matter what you think. Everything has just begun, but Jianzhong is a tomb. Whether it is good or bad, everything has come to an end.

It seems that they cannot be connected together, but it is easy to understand from another angle.

The so-called Lu Ming is someone who is not too weak but has extraordinary talent.

The so-called sword mounds are weapons left by ancient warriors.

The former is the restriction of entering the Luming Sword Tomb, and the latter is the consequence of entering the Sword Tomb.

Tang Tang was actually very surprised by this. At the beginning, he thought that the Luming Sword Tomb was an organ tomb, even if there were any restrictions, it should be the default rule of several sects, but the result was completely different from what he thought. Same.

Age Restricted Entry?Isn't this the method of a law monk?In this world of pure martial arts, how could there be such a magical place?Of course, it is not ruled out that high-ranking martial arts monks also have this kind of method that is close to Dharma cultivation, but based on common sense, Dharma cultivation is more reasonable.

At this moment, Tang Tang was sure that the reason he was thrown in Shaolin by Yang Fan was to enter the Luming Sword Tomb.

Originally, Tang Tang thought that he would be disgusted, impatient, and disgusted. This feeling of being arranged by others should not be very good, but after he understood the facts, surprisingly, he did not have any negative emotions, but curiosity full of thoughts.

In a seemingly pure world of martial arts, something that can only be set up by means of legal cultivation suddenly popped up. This kind of strange and impossible thing, Tang Tang really has a heart/itch.

Perhaps because he has become a cat, his curiosity is really cat-like.

Only accompanying him to the Luming Sword Tomb was Monk Zimo, the great disciple of the Great Monk Zhixing.

Zimo is really like his Dharma name, he seems to have practiced closed-mouth meditation, he is in his 30s, he looks like he is in his 40s, and his appearance is not much different from that of the Great Monk Zhixing.

Tang Tang couldn't talk to him, let alone the female disciples of Baqiao Jingjin Building outside, what could he do?Can only be in a daze.

After traveling for a day, the carriage stopped in a small town and entered an inn.

There were not many people in this small place, but gradually there were more people, and it seemed that they were all going to Yuzhou City.

And they were all in groups of three or four, with a few people protecting one person, and the people who were obviously protected were all in their twenties.

Tang Tang and Zimo monks are both monks. Although there is delicious food in the inn, they can only drink porridge.

Fortunately, the host Ruan is not a stingy person, although she is very careful about big things, so even though the porridge is meat porridge, even though there is no scallion oil on it, the taste is not bad compared with Shaolin.

Tang Tang was satisfied with drinking porridge, but couldn't help complaining, when is it enough for him to drink porridge?

Looking at the other tables, there are either chickens, ducks or cattle and sheep, and I suddenly feel bitter in my heart.

Fortunately, the shell I am wearing is a monk. If this monk is a monk and eats vegetarian every day, he will almost cry out with a meow.

Some people didn't think about it like this, but they didn't feel that Yang Fan was so disgusted.

"Little monk, eat quickly, and go to bed after eating."

"It's not peaceful outside." The female disciple of the Jingjin Building who had talked with Tang Tang on the way, sat on the other side of the table, looked at the people around, and said softly.

Zimo finished the porridge without saying a word, looking very conscious, but he didn't move after eating, and sat quietly in place, presumably to protect Tangtang.

Tang Tang was halfway through his porridge, and immediately felt a little embarrassed, and couldn't help touching/touching his nose, "It's not peaceful? How do you say that?"

"See the man in the purple clothes over there? That's the disciple of Blood River Valley."

"There is a pattern of the sun and the moon printed on the side, so it goes without saying that he is a disciple of the Sun and Moon Sect."

"These two are both demon sects. Although they are a bit at odds with each other, they are even more at odds with the seven sects." The woman looked at Tang Tang's bald head and said pointedly.

The corners of Tang Tang's mouth twitched, isn't it because my Shaolin feature is too obvious.

"My Baqiao Jingjin Building is a neutral force. I only make weapons and will not easily get involved in disputes. Whether it is a magic door or a righteous way, I will generally not take the initiative to offend us. Of course, we will not easily offend our customers. Therefore, in order to You're safe, you'd better go to bed early after eating." The woman said and picked up a few pieces of spicy chicken, which was delicious, monks can't eat big meat, they don't have this restriction.

There are many female disciples in the Baqiao Jingjin Building, there are eight in total, including the host, there are nine.

Along the way, there were always two female disciples by Tang Tang's side, even when they were eating now.After all, it is always indecent for a group of women to eat with two monks, so everyone separated.

Tang Tang swallowed his saliva, and almost couldn't hold back to pick up a few pieces of chicken, but he was concerned about the monk Zimo beside him, he thought it'd be better to keep his troubles down, and swallowed the meat porridge with a few swishes.

When he went up to the second floor of the inn with Monk Zimo, and was about to enter the wing room, he heard someone outside the inn shout, "Xue Ziyan, come out for me!!"

Tang Tang couldn't help but pause when he was about to step into the wing room. Fortunately, the monk Zimo who had been following behind him reacted quickly and didn't hit him.

"Senior brother... the benefactor, where should we go and have a look?" Turning around, he saw the silent and indifferent face of monk Zimo, Tang Tang couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and then looked at the two Baqiaojing who were following behind The female disciple of Jinlou said.

He seemed to be asking for the opinions of several people in his words, but he didn't care what the two people behind him were thinking in his actions. Tang Tang walked directly to the window on the side of the corridor.

The two female disciples were probably also very curious. Monk Zimo remained silent, and the four of them walked to the window together.

Everyone looked down, and saw a tall and thin young man, wearing a light blue gown, with a long sword pinned to his waist, standing in the middle of the street.

The people around probably felt that something was wrong, and when it was time to eat again, one or two figures that could be seen before disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Looking at the pattern of the clothes, this person should be a disciple of Mount Hua."

"Junior Sister is right. There are not many Huashan disciples who have traveled in our Central Plains, and there are even fewer such young ones."

"If my guess is correct, he should be Huashan's genius disciple—the 19-year-old first-class master Xiang Hongzhi."