Rebirth for the good

Yin Bodhisattva, Master Lu is a very good person, disciple Dao Hui is willing to sacrifice his life in exchange for his safety, Amitabha, Amitabha. "

After two or three hours like this, Lu Shangming slowly opened his eyes, and saw Dao Hui's lips opening and closing in front of him, still reciting scriptures silently, he couldn't help feeling grateful, and said, "Stop reading."

Only then did Daohui realize that Lu Shangming had woken up, but his face was haggard and lacked the spirit of the past, so he asked, "Has Benefactor Lu recovered from his injuries?"

Lu Shangming said: "There is no hindrance to walking, but it is not good for martial arts. You have to remember well, this Zhuyeqing is the nemesis of your kung fu, you must be careful."

Perhaps he was too weak, so Daohui was not used to hearing such soft words. Seeing that Lu Shangming wanted to get out of bed, he rushed to help him, but was pushed away.

"What happened just now, if I didn't see that you have a heart to save others, I wouldn't spare you now, so don't make a mistake." Lu Shangming stood up straight on the bed, his legs were still a little numb after sitting for a long time .

Daohui thought that since Benefactor Lu had recovered his weird temperament, there should be nothing serious, so even though he was scolded, he was happy in his heart.

Seeing Daohui's smiling face, Lu Shangming seemed to feel that he had spoken too much, so he said, "You can live with me for a few days."

Daohui was overjoyed when he heard the words, he was afraid of Lu Shangming's backlash, he didn't dare to show it on his face, and said, "Young monk, go get a basin of water."

"Stop," Lu Shangming scolded, "I will go by myself, you will follow."

Daohui said "um", and went out of the room together with Lu Shangming. As soon as he turned around, he saw a big man stumbling towards him. Daohui was afraid that he would hurt Lu Shangming, so he hurriedly stopped in front of him, and said in a Buddhist ceremony: "The almsgiver is here!" What's the matter?"

The big man shouted: "Golden dog, the golden dog is here, and the young master asked the two young heroes to help."

"Golden people?" Lu Shangming was secretly startled, this place is the territory of the Song Dynasty, how could the Jinren enter the country blatantly, there must be some master backing them to be so unscrupulous.

Although he couldn't use his martial arts for the time being, the more difficult it was, the more Lu Shangming refused to give in. He felt resentful, so he pulled Daohui away, "Where are they?"

Master of the Golden Kingdom

Xiaonanhai faces the mountains on one side and the river on the other. There are only two roads leading to Longyou City. The Golden Man's convoy came from nowhere, and suddenly appeared in the sight of the city guards. What kind of merchant came to borrow the way? Who would have thought that the national flag of the Kingdom of Jin stood high on the carriage, as if to show off intentionally.For a while, news of the Jin man's attack spread throughout the city.

When Lu Shangming and Daohui arrived, the gate of the city was firmly closed, and the young master Hong Ling ordered the two of them to be taken up to the tower. Lu Shangming stood on a high place and looked over, only to see a carriage parked outside the city. Except for the fluttering Jin Guo flag, there was not a single Jin Guo soldier in sight. Instead, forty or fifty soldiers dressed as Song soldiers stood in two rows and surrounded the carriages.

If the visitor didn't have great magnificence, how could Song Bing clear the way for him? Hong Ling gritted his teeth angrily, and cursed loudly: "As citizens of Song Dynasty, how dare you help Golden Dog to bully us, how shameless you are! "

Those Song soldiers paid no attention to it, they all stared blankly ahead.

With nowhere to vent his anger, Hong Ling stretched out his hand to the man beside him, and said, "Bring the arrow."

The man went to fetch the bow and arrow and handed it to Hong Ling. Hong Ling pulled up the bow and pointed the arrow at the Song soldier who was helping the tiger, cursing: "You dog officials who oppress the people, take an arrow from me." Letting go, the arrow flew out of the string, but changed direction halfway, and shot straight into the carriage.

It turned out that Hong Ling was only trying to scare them, how could she really kill Song people, her real target was the person in the carriage.But Song Bing didn't know this, they all fled to the side with their heads in their hands, and they were in a mess.

It was a good strategy to strike east and west, but the arrow stopped in mid-air as if time stood still. Hong Ling couldn't help but feel strange. Unexpectedly, the arrow suddenly reversed direction and shot back. Lu Shangming looked carefully, the force on the arrow was much stronger than before.

Hong Ling was shocked, but he was stunned in place. Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face, and a figure flashed in front of him. It turned out that Dao Hui was standing in front of him. With the strong wind, the arrow broke in two and fell to the ground.

"I didn't expect there to be such a master in this small bandit village." A man's voice came from the carriage. The carriage was obviously far away, but the man's voice seemed to be heard right next to everyone's ears, deafening.

Lu Shangming approached Dao Hui, and said softly: "There is a master in the carriage, and his skill in sound transmission, I am afraid that his martial arts will never be inferior to mine."

Daohui was not afraid, and shouted: "Since you are a Jin man, why do you want us Song people to work for you?" He was referring to the Song soldiers guarding the carriage.

The person in the carriage smiled and said: "I see your palm strength just now, the internal strength comes from Songshan Shaolin, but this palm technique, hehe, we are all the same way."

Daohui failed to learn the new internal skills taught by Lu Shangming, and in a hurry, he used the original Shaolin kung fu method. He heard the word "one way person", and then saw that the faces of everyone around him were angry, and hurriedly Shouted: "Young monk is from the Song Dynasty, how could you be from the same way as the Jin people?"

The man laughed even louder when he heard this: "Shaolin Temple is now the territory of our Kingdom of Jin, so why are you from the Song Dynasty?"

Hong Ling yelled: "You bastard, don't try to sow discord, come out and speak out if you have the ability."

"Young master is very arrogant, Qian'er, you go to meet Ling Yaoxian's high-ranking apprentice at Xiuyun Sword Village." As soon as the man finished speaking, a blue shadow appeared from the carriage and stood in front of the city gate. It turned out to be a handsome young man. Lang, looks very good.

It was only then that Lu Shangming realized that Hong Ling was actually Ling Yaoxian's disciple. He had heard Nangong Yu mention that Ling Yaoxian, the owner of Xiuyun Sword Village, had the Eight Swords of Scattering Flowers that are unparalleled in the world, but Hong Ling used a whip, which is really strange.

Hong Ling took off the whip from his waist, and shouted: "I just learned a little from Master Ling, and I haven't been lucky enough to see that exquisite sword move, so I dare not be called a master, but my silver-thread whip technique can deal with you guys like that." Banjin dogs are more than enough." Regardless of the obstruction of others, she immediately jumped down from the tower and stood in front of the young man named Qian'er, swinging her whip.

"I'm Wan Yanqian, I've seen Hong Lingxia." He knew Hong Ling's name, and it seemed that he had already made sufficient preparations in advance.

Hong Ling saw that this person was soft-skinned and tender-skinned, not like a Jurchen tribe, he must be a Song person who had taken refuge in a golden dog, his heart became even more angry, and he raised his whip, "Stop talking nonsense, just watch the trick."

Wan Yanqian took his time, dodged, and then took out a pair of short halberds, trying to avoid the advantage of the whip and bully him, how could Hong Ling not know what was going on in his heart, and played the silver whip so closely Toufeng, her technique is called the silver thread whip technique, it is to treat the whip like soft silk, dense yet indestructible, once it gets entangled, no one can escape it.

But Wan Yanqian is not someone to wait for nothing, this short halberd is not used much in the Central Plains martial arts, and everyone has never seen its power, and it is dancing in Wanyanqian's hand at this moment, as if his arm has grown by a foot. , The end is calm and moderate, both offensive and defensive.When the long whip came from this side, he used the short halberd to restrain it, and took the opportunity to step forward a few steps. After a few rounds like this, although he was initially restrained, now that he was getting closer to Hong Ling, he gradually gained the upper hand.

Hong Ling hurriedly returned the whip, and danced in front of him airtightly. For a moment, the silver light shone like countless pear blossoms blooming. Wan Yanqian smiled and said: "The girl dances really well, it can be called a beauty, I really admire her!" Tight."

How could Hong Ling endure such humiliation, she became impatient, and she violated the taboo of martial arts. She immediately whipped out the whip, and the energy burst out from her hand, but her true energy was limited after all, and when it reached the end of the whip, The offensive had subsided, and seeing the opportunity, Wanyan Qian jumped up immediately, and when Hong Ling was unable to defend, he stabbed at her with a halberd.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, he was complacent when suddenly he felt the wind blowing loudly above his head, he hurriedly raised his head, and saw a person jumping down from the tower, with a mighty palm blowing towards him, he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, who knew what would happen The palm strength is extremely strong, Wan Yanqian only lost [-]% of his strength, and his body involuntarily retreated.

Hong Ling was overjoyed, and caught up with him with a whip. Seeing that the blade-like whip was about to strike Wan Yanqian's head, he suddenly saw the door curtain of the carriage move slightly, and someone grabbed the whip firmly. I can't get it back.

Everyone looked carefully, and it was a man in brocade clothes who grabbed Hong Ling's silver whip with his bare hands.Lu Shangming was also a little startled when he saw it on the tower. Unexpectedly, this man was able to catch up with the whip in a short time, and he could hold the sharp blade in his hand with his bare palm. This man's inner strength is really unfathomable. Fighting up, I'm afraid it will be hard to tell the winner for a few days and nights.

Another young man came down from the carriage, smiled at Wan Yanqian and said, "Brother is so careless, he almost died under the skirt of a beautiful woman." After he said this, everyone realized that this man was just like Wan Yanqian. The appearance of the brocade-clothed man is somewhat similar.

"Gong'er, Qian'er, take a good look at it. Song people are full of tricks, and they are best at bullying the few with the more." The man in brocade clothes snatched the whip from Hong Ling's hand with all his strength, and threw it on the ground. dusty.

This brocade-clothed man was tall and tall, with a well-defined outline, and his brows and eyes were full of arrogance.

Hong Ling scolded after hearing the words: "There are no rules in the world when dealing with golden dogs, please explain quickly what is the purpose of coming here."

Whether it's appearance or behavior, this Wanyan Gong is almost [-]% similar to his elder brother Wanyan Qian, and he smiled and said: "Don't worry, beauty, I'll tell you