[Comprehensive martial arts] Master let me cultivate myself

The Junshan Conference of the Beggar Gang was held as scheduled.

It was as if the assassination of the leader of the beggar gang last night had never happened.

Chu Liuxiang explained to Nangong Ling that Zhongyuan Yidianhong had already been injured by him, and she dared not come again in a short time.

And Shi Nian and Qu Wurong had exchanged their identities, and now there were Hua Zhenzhen and Gao Yanan on one side, and Chu Liuxiang on the other, as if nothing had happened, no one could tell that she had left for four or five days.

The two elder sisters of Huashan only relied on her letter in Qu Wurong's hand, and they concealed the whereabouts for her without asking why, which moved her greatly, but it seemed to have brought a little sequelae——

"Why do I feel that the way Master Kumei looks at Wuhua is not right?" Shi Nian leaned into Chu Liuxiang's ear and asked in a low voice.

She originally thought that Wuhua approached Master Kumei because she was an outsider who didn't know the truth of the matter, and because she had not been involved in world affairs for 20 years and guarded Huashan, if she got her support, she would be a somewhat unreasonable supporter.

Although Nangong Ling reminded Master Wuhua Kumei of her age in her words, she never thought that this Shaolin disciple with half Japanese blood would really have the intention of using emotion as an inducement to win her over.

It seemed that the second sentence in the message she told Aunt Min to pass on to Master seemed to be true.

After pondering about the tricks of this Master Wuhua for a while, he can guess the general idea.

His attitude of a Buddha child hanging from the sky seems to be that all beings are equal, so the age and appearance of Master Kumei seem to be no different from those pink skeletons, and if there is hidden in his Buddha-nature and compassion Kind of gentle...

Gao Ming, this method is really clever.

"Recently Miss Hua and Miss Gao are staying with Miss Qu who is pretending to be you, and Master Kumei has placed an order." Chu Liuxiang half-covered her fan and replied, subconsciously rubbing her ear that was approached by her just now, "At the time of the conversation on the cliff, I was only concerned with the affairs of the leader Ren Ci and the popularity of the Central Plains, so I forgot to pay attention to Wuhua."

"You are also clear that it is not easy for someone like Master Kumei to be moved by the worldly thoughts. She has to convince herself that this kind of heartbeat across ages is possible. Either the other party sees no difference between all living beings, or the other party is blind."

"It seems that Master Wuhua is much better than you in this regard." Shi Nian couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Fortunately, her trip is bound to expose Wuhua's true identity and his disguise.

Even if Master Kumei was deceived at this time, she should not have been involved deeply. At least she could teach her a lesson. There are many beautiful men who can deceive people.

Speaking of which, Shenshui Palace is located in Hengyang, not far from Yueyang, so I don't know if Master Wuhua, who was invited to give lectures, has made a move on the girl from Shenshui Palace.

Seeing how skillfully he used bitter tricks in the dungeon to create opportunities to get closer, she felt that after the beggar gang meeting, maybe she still needed to go to Shenshui Palace.

This man is really harmful.

At this moment, Nangong Ling stepped onto the high platform.

With a mother like Shi Guanyin with a beautiful face, Nangong Ling looks like a jade tree and looks like a crown jade after tidying up a little today. Even if he still needs to put a few patches on his body in accordance with the tradition of the beggar gang, it is natural It is impossible to appear in brocade clothes, but it is enough to see the high-spirited demeanor of the young people.

The recent assassination by Zhongyuan Dianhong made his complexion look a bit pale, but the blazing ambition in those eyes inevitably showed some clues when he was on the high platform, which diluted the paleness.

If it is interpreted that the young man who took office is planning to show off his ambitions and lead the beggar gang to grow and develop, it seems to be no problem.

At least the beggar gang disciples and elders who were watching were very satisfied with his strong posture.

The change of the leader of the most populous gang in the world is a major event that countless eyes are watching.

Although some of the elders are dissatisfied with Nangong Ling's young age and lack of qualifications, they must admit that the Beggars' Clan is indeed trying to break some sectarianism, and now all forces have young and outstanding young people, pushing Nangong Ling to the top. In front of the stage is really a good opportunity to show the eclectic demeanor of the beggar gang.

What's more, Nangong Ling is not only the adopted son of the previous gang leader of the Beggar Gang, but also has a wide range of friends and sophisticated people, which are good conditions for being a gang leader.

The last ashes from the incense burner on the stage fell down, and the sun was right in the middle.

This is the auspicious time chosen by the beggar gang.

Nangong Ling's eyes were fixed on the countdown to the burning incense. Everything went well. He was in a good mood, so he cupped his fists and bowed deeply towards the audience.

"Thanks to the appreciation of all the brothers in the gang, and the praise of the elders, Nan Gongling is very grateful to take over the position of the leader of the beggar gang at the helm of the beggar gang today. All martial arts seniors and colleagues, please sit down. The beggar gang has never been rigid about red tape. The Junshan Conference is just four parts: offering sacrifices to heaven, land, people, and vows. After the ceremony is completed, I will drink wine with you to celebrate, and I will not return if I am not drunk."

Nangong Ling cupped his hands again.

Just now he had the etiquette of being a junior, but now he has the dignity of the leader of the beggar gang.

It's kind of like a dog.

Shi Nian twitched the corners of his lips, watching as the beggar gang began to carry the three animal sacrifices and fine wine to the stage.

Nangong Ling stood in the focus of everyone's attention. This highly anticipated treatment made him feel like never before that it was indeed a most comfortable thing for him to completely escape the influence of Ren Ci.

He is also about to become a hot figure in the Central Plains martial arts.

Even the faint sorrow and joy that came from nowhere could stop him from being in a good mood.

Wait, dirge--

Here is why there is sorrow and joy in the Junshan General Altar?

He immediately followed the prestige, and in the team that appeared along with the mourning and joy, he actually saw an unexpected person.

Qiu Lingsu, covered in black veil, walked slowly.

Even if she was dressed like this, it was difficult for anyone to replace her graceful demeanor. She was obviously not the only one who came, but all present without exception first cast their eyes on this woman who couldn't see her face clearly.

When they looked away from her, those present suddenly realized that this was a funeral ceremonial guard.

However, the members of the Beggar Clan looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one jumped out to object to her act of interfering with the succession ceremony, so even if some of the martial arts comrades felt that this group of people was inexplicable, it was really not good to go out of their way to point fingers.

The sorrow and joy stopped, but Nangong Ling's forehead twitched.

Not to mention why Qiu Lingsu came here suddenly, and whose coffin in this line of queue belonged to. If there was a smell of rotting corpses inside, Nangong Ling instinctively felt that something was wrong.

And the grand coffin-carrying music team, with a total of 40 people around, appeared from nowhere.

Beside Qiu Lingsu, there were two masked swordsmen in black, like her, who didn't even show their eyes.

He tried his best to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart so that he would not be disturbed by this sudden outburst. Elder Qin, who was closest to the audience, couldn't help but ask first, "Madam Ren, I don't know if you Why did you come here?"

Mrs. Ren!This is the widow of Ci, the previous director of the Beggar Gang!

It's no wonder that no one in the Beggar Clan dared to stop her team, and almost no one dared to raise their beaks at this time.

Qiu Lingsu stopped in the audience.

She looked frail, but her back was straight and her tone was firm.

"Before my husband passed away, I took the foundation of the Beggars' Sect as my own responsibility. Three days ago, I dreamed that my late husband had a dream, saying that he wanted to take a look at the grand occasion of the Junshan Conference, and know that the Beggars' Sect is still prosperous and well-run after he left.

He has children of the Beggar Clan in his heart, and I, who has accepted both his love and his kindness, can't make it happen for him. "

"I came all the way here, so it's a bit of a misfortune. Please don't be offended. This move has no intention of disturbing the succession ceremony of the leader of the beggar gang. Please reserve a seat for me and my husband. Ling'er is even more My late husband and adopted son, if he has any knowledge, he should die in peace."

Qiu Lingsu's words reassured all the guests present. She didn't come to find fault, but she came a little late.

But she also said that Tuomeng arrived here from Jinan Mansion three days ago, probably the result of galloping through the starry night.

Elder Qin was still a little puzzled, he pointed to the coffin, "Madam Ren, if the old man's memory is correct, according to the rules of the Beggars' Clan, the body of Master Ren Ci was cremated, and you brought the ashes with him What happened to this coffin after going to the hermitage?"

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Lingsu had already knelt down, and Elder Qin almost jumped up in shock.

She covered her face but did not hinder the people present. In the silence at this time, she heard soft weeping from under the veil.

She was crying, which also made the replying voice trembling along with the crying, "I don't know that this is the rule of the beggar gang. But I heard my husband said that he hopes to die with me in a hundred years." I was afraid that he would be burned to ashes, and I would lose him after I passed away, so I entrusted Elder Xi to exchange my husband's body with that of a death row prisoner, and found the real body in a secluded place. place for burial."

"But this is my husband's dream. How dare I bring a box of ashes that does not belong to him here, so I can only transport the coffin here. If there is a mistake, it is only my fault, not Ren Ci's."

Her heart-wrenching and affectionate words made everyone present couldn't bear to blame her.

Only Nangong Ling on the stage's face changed again and again, looking at the coffin could not be said to be more frightened or fearful.

However, Qiu Lingsu was obviously under house arrest by him with an excuse. After escaping, he came here, but he did not expose his details on the spot. grind.

Fortunately, the focus of the audience was almost on Qiu Lingsu, and few people noticed Nangongling's colorful expression.

Except for Shi Nian, as the planner behind the scenes, she looked at Nangong Ling who was entangled and cast a questioning look at Wu Hua with an incomparably confused expression, and she was indescribably refreshed.

It was inconvenient to speak at this time, so Chu Liuxiang could only cover it with her sleeves, write on her palm and ask, "You taught this?"

"I told her on the boat that her biggest advantage is that she can play emotional chips. How to turn this chip into a sharp weapon to stab Nangong Ling is up to her. I will arrange the guard of honor and bodyguards for her properly."

Obviously, Qiu Lingsu is doing very well.

With Qu Wurong and Zhongyuan Dianhong by her side, and the girl who brought her down from Mount Ni, she was much more courageous than ever.

Nangong Ling was silent for a long time and finally opened her mouth.

"Mother-in-law, please get up, the child is still on the stage, you are really shortening the life of the child by kneeling there." He resisted the desire to open the coffin and arranged a seat for Qiu Lingsu on the high stage.

Her two guards who were dressed exactly the same followed her like a shadow, one supported the weak woman who was about to be blown down by the wind, and the other carried the coffin onto the stage together.

Chu Liuxiang could hardly hold back the smile on the corner of her mouth.

Zhongyuan Yidianhong seems to be doing things with money, and it seems that there are some bonus services, such as moving the coffin.

It seems that the money is in place.

This is probably the most bizarre succession ceremony for the leader of the Beggar Gang. There are not only living people but also dead people watching on the stage.

Nangong Ling's figure was a little stiff.

But he still has to continue this succession ceremony, otherwise it will appear that he has a ghost in his heart.

He felt that Qiu Lingsu was looking at him, and it seemed that there was another pair of eyes looking at him in the dark, which almost made him make a mistake in the movement of offering wine and meat to heaven.

Fortunately, this level was passed safely.

And Qiu Lingsu sat quietly beside the coffin like a living dead. Although Nangong Ling didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in her gourd, she sincerely hoped that she would just sit quietly like this.

After the sacrifice to the sky, it is the sacrifice to the ground.

As the main altar, Junshan should have been called Xuanyuan Terrace before the power center of the Beggar Clan was removed, but now these three characters have all been worn out.

However, as the new head of the Beggars' Gang, Nangong Ling must thank Xuanyuan Terrace for its long-standing and long-standing veins to protect the Beggars' Gang during the changes of dynasties, and still have a continuous vitality in the rivers and lakes.

He first performed a formal prayer.

There was still nothing unusual at this time, he had just let go of his suspicions, when he lifted up the wine jar used for the sacrifice and was about to pour it down, he suddenly heard a vibration from the coffin containing Ren Ci's body.

Nangong Ling was so startled that she dropped the wine jar in her hand to the ground.

When the sound of the wine jar breaking came, Nangong Ling suddenly realized what she had done.

He looked in the direction of the coffin, but it was just a flying bird that didn't know where it came from, and it landed on the coffin. In order not to disturb the sleep of the leader Ren Ci, the guards around Qiu Lingsu raised their hands to drive away, the scabbard in his hand Accidentally hit the coffin lid.

This wasn't a strange thing at all, and it wasn't even a loud noise, but his behavior was undoubtedly very strange.

He is Ren Ci's adoptive son, even if there is any movement in the coffin, it should be just to celebrate with him, why should he act like this.

This is really not a move that a "good son" should make.

"Ling'er, I just said that I came here only for your adoptive father's dream, and he is also happy for your previous leader, so you can pretend that I don't exist."

That's what Qiu Lingsu said, but she felt extremely happy in her heart.

In the last days before Ren Ci's "death", the two of them had to look at Nangong Ling's face even when they drank gruel, and they were even more afraid that if she said a wrong sentence, they would hurt Ren Ci who was already unable to move. Such days of fear were not relieved until Nangong Ling sent a bowl of seemingly non-toxic ginseng soup.

But she is still imprisoned, if not for the desire to avenge Ren Ci, she would have jumped off Nishan long ago.

Where can I see Nangong Ling trembling under today's good show.

The new leader of the beggar gang trembled under the gaze of everyone.

These skeptical gazes made him feel like a thorn in his back, but he had to continue to pretend nothing happened, assuming that it was only because of the big scene and the sudden fright that he couldn't hold the wine jar firmly.

Wuhua instinctively feels that this is wrong.

But some mistakes did not affect Nangong Ling's smooth completion of the act of sacrificing the land, and Qiu Lingsu just said that sentence and then returned to silence.

This woman, who can attract the attention of others with her demeanor just by sitting on one side, has actually lowered her sense of existence very well.

Even the elders of the Beggar Clan who supported Nangong Ling felt that it was his behavior that lost the prudence that a leader of the Clan should have, and it was not Qiu Lingsu who was disrupting the situation.

But how did they know the invisible torture Nangong Ling was suffering at this time.

Beads of sweat were already seeping out of the back of this handsome young man when he appeared on the stage, fortunately, he was dressed thickly for the ceremony so that it didn't show through.

But when sacrificing people, that is, sacrificing the previous leaders of the Beggar Clan, everyone could see that Nangong Ling's footsteps seemed a little slow after exhaling.

"Nangong Ling respectfully informs all the sages of the Beggar Clan..."

"Crack-"

He turned around abruptly and looked in the direction of the coffin.

But this time it wasn't the coffin that made the sound, but the wood chips that popped out of his fingertips silently.

She was on the oblique side of Qiu Lingsu, and the two pieces of wood that had slipped from her fingertips collided behind the coffin, making a sound of breaking and colliding.

With her ability to handle flying knives, it is really not easy to find out that this little trick was done by her, except for Hua Zhenzhen on her left and Chu Liuxiang on her right, neither of them would expose her actions.

Nangong Ling's face was already pale when he turned his head. All the martial arts practitioners in the audience have sharp eyes and ears, so how could they not see it.

Even though some people are afraid of ghosts and gods, Nangong Ling's performance is really incomprehensible.

Inside the coffin was the adoptive father who had shown him nurturing grace and cultivation, and the spiritual seat in front of him was his senior, but anyone with a clear conscience would only feel that the adoptive father had come here in a dream, and was watching him climb up. Take the place that belongs to him.

It's not like this looks like he's afraid of being approached by ghosts.

If you read it correctly, Nangong Ling took two steps back.

"Ling'er, why are you doing this?" Qiu Lingsu said suddenly, "Even if you poisoned and murdered your husband, he will only think that he raised you improperly to the end of his death, so that you became a treacherous person like you." Temperament. Why do you dare to act and dare not act, for fear that this corpse with evidence of your poisoning and murder will come back to settle accounts with you because of your relationship with ghosts and gods?"

"Shut up!" Nangong Ling shouted hoarsely.

But as soon as the words came out, he realized that he had said something that should never have been said.

If he had no ghosts in his heart, he should have refuted Qiu Lingsu's words, instead of saying "shut up" with his unattractive face under heavy pressure.

The sacrifice to the sky was interrupted by the ceremonial guard brought by Qiu Lingsu, the sacrificial ground was disturbed by the sound of the sword scabbard knocking on the coffin, and the worshiper was even more instinctively aroused by the sound of the coffin snapping from nowhere. In Ling's heart, he took out all the fears after killing his adoptive father.

He stared blankly at the most harmless Qiu Lingsu standing up at this moment, and the two bodyguards beside her were already standing between him and Qiu Lingsu, looking on guard against him violently hurting others.

If Nangong Ling hasn't realized that this is a trap she's advancing step by step, then he is too stupid.

But his fear in public had given away too much.

At least half of those present at this time turned to Qiu Lingsu.

Especially Elder Ma, who was originally dissatisfied with his succession as the head of the beggar gang, had stood up from his seat.

He bowed his hands to Qiu Lingsu.

"Madam Ren, there are many heroes in the world here. If there is really a grievance about the death of Chief Ren Ci, you should take advantage of Nangong Ling's words at this time to make it clear."

"Since you said that leader Ren entrusted you with a dream, I am afraid that what he wants to see is not Nangong Ling succeeding as the leader of the beggars' gang, and letting a patricide become the person who will give orders to the beggars' gang for the next 20 years. The body left behind by the deep-hearted heart of the flounder is used to verify the evidence of Nangong Ling's crime."

Hearing this, Qiu Lingsu held Qu Wurong's hand beside him.

She looked too weak, as if a gust of wind could blow her down, but with support, she still stretched out her other hand towards the direction of the coffin.

She gently stroked the crucified coffin, and her voice made her look like a wandering soul, "You are right, my husband wanted the name of the beggars to last forever, but Nangong Ling couldn't do it. Elder Xi..."

"I told you to shut up!"

Before Nangong Ling finished speaking, the person had already passed by like an afterimage.

In his rage and fright, he completely forgot about this outburst of embarrassment, which was the evidence of his crime.

His martial arts are no longer inferior to Ren Ci's, even when it comes to young talents in the world, he is one of the best young talents in the world, so at this moment, the pair of daggers that were unsheathed from his sleeves came straight to the coffin with thunder, which is really shocking It is difficult for people to have a chance to react.

But beside Qiu Lingsu are Qu Wurong and Zhongyuan Yidianhong.

The two of them, one grabbed Qiu Lingsu's waist, and sent her off the high platform while retreating, and the other drew a quick sword from its sheath, with a dazzling 36 swords, and attacked Nangong Ling towards the coffin, which was actually against Qiu Lingsu. Lingsu's sword move was stopped.

"Presumptuous! Nangong Ling, what are you doing!" The brother of the deceased Elder Situ was also in the beggar gang, and he took over the position of supervising the leader of the beggar gang.

Nangong Ling was originally his favored guild leader, but his behavior of trying to conceal it has completely made people believe that what Qiu Lingsu said is true.

The previous head of the gang, Ren Ci, who was deeply loved by the brothers of the beggar gang, died in the hands of Nangong Ling. Now that he thought about it, he hoped that his adoptive father would not be disturbed, and it was really weird to prevent brothers from visiting the beggar gang. At that time, he was already afraid of being found out that he had poisoned and plotted against him.

Thinking of Elder Xi disappearing for no apparent reason, Elder Situ became even more indignant.

Nangong Ling is a beast!

Zhongyuan Yidianhong was thinking that the job of protecting Qiu Lingsu and the job of assassinating Nangong Ling could be combined into one, when he saw Elder Situ inserting a crutch with a dragon's head and looking at Nangong Ling. The double sword that can be used as a judge's pen but can be used as a short fork strikes down.

Don't bring such a rush for business...

Zhongyuan Dianhong was depressed for a moment, when she saw a hidden weapon shoot out from the oblique ground with sharp eyes, but the target was not Qiu Lingsu who had already moved to the audience, nor was it Elder Situ who shot suddenly, but——

Nangong Ling!

As a killer, he is all too familiar with this tactic of killing people and killing people.

With a turn of his sword light, the sword body blocked this particularly weird hidden weapon.

Almost at the same time, a flying knife as thin as a cicada's wings passed over his cheek, and hit another hidden weapon that was even more imperceptible not far away from him.

This is a bright and dark killing move.

Shi Nian knew who the ultimate move came from, but what she knew even more was that this hidden weapon intercepted by Zhongyuan Yidianhong and her gave her a chance to intervene in this matter by taking the stage to ask questions.

A blue shadow came up from the stage, this was definitely not an easy feat, and in such a tense situation, it also attracted a lot of applause.

And the moment she picked up the flying knife in a seemingly smooth manner, the knife pierced through Nangong Ling's wrist like lightning at a speed that no one expected.

The dagger in his hand fell to the ground under the pain, making a crisp clang.

It was also at this moment that he saw clearly the two hidden weapons on the ground.