I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 102 I'm afraid there is something wrong with this woman

It's not that Xiaojiacun is unwilling to answer Lin Dong's question.

In fact, everyone from Xiao Biyun to anyone in the Xiao Family Village wished that he would finish the question and leave immediately.

But some questions are too sensitive to be answered casually.

For example, is there a mastermind behind the martial arts?What kind of identity, what kind of ability, and what kind of cultivation are these behind-the-scenes black hands.

Xiao Biyun and others felt that if such a question is answered today, there will be no Eternal Spring Valley tomorrow.

The group of Xiaojia Village guys who just want to guard the Fountain of Youth and a copy of Changchun Gong for more than 100 years, they really don't want to participate in the vendetta.

Especially when the issue is so sensitive.

Where do they go to know the answer?
Although it is said that Xiaojiacun has some understanding of the outside world, this does not mean that they can say it casually.

What secrets do those people have?
What's the plan in hiding?
How many people can be sacrificed for this plan?
If the plan was broken, or even Lin Dong hit the door directly because of their words, would they turn around and trouble them if they couldn't beat Lin Dong?
It's all fraught with uncertainty.

Therefore, the whole village agreed that even a trace of the former masters must not be revealed.

If Lin Dong really wants to know, let him find out by himself.

"Sure enough, don't you want to say it?"

Lin Dong was full of disappointment, turned his head and stared deeply at Changchun Valley for a long time, shook his head and said with a smile: "That's right, they are not one of the masterminds behind the scenes, if they really want to get involved in this matter, I'm afraid they will fall into the chaos again. middle.

And the rivers and lakes...

Borrowing from Ren Woxing's words: people are the world, if you want to quit, you have to die first! "

After understanding this point, he did not force the people in Xiaojia Village to speak out, but left directly after they pointed out a direction.

Thinking of the person Xiaojiacun pointed out to him, Lin Dong smiled and looked in the direction of Da Song, and murmured: "If it is that person, if he really knows the existence of the black hand behind the scenes, he should not care about him right?"

He believed that if that person knew the truth, he would never be like Xiaojiacun.

This person is in the right direction, so after he got the news, he left.

In addition, the most important point is that he didn't want to really push Xiaojiacun into a hurry.

This trip, he can be said to have gained so much.

As for Xiaojia Village, they know everything and say everything.

If you try to force it again, it will be somewhat inconsistent with his code of conduct.

Leaving Changchun Valley, Lin Dong was not eager to see the mysterious martial arts murals in the Vulture Palace, which was hailed as the legacy of the gods by Xiaojia Village.

He randomly found a Taoist temple to place an order, and during this period, he discussed the essence of the word Tao with the old Taoist priest in the temple who is said to have been out of the mountain for many years, and gained a lot.

In addition, it is studying the formation.

Time, like a white horse passing through the gap, passed in a few months.

On this day, Lin Dong was sitting in the guest room of the Taoist temple, rigorously summarizing the mystery of the formation, and staring at the formation in front of him that seemed to be only one step away from success... the Spirit Gathering Formation.

"Senior Brother, I heard that the Beggar Gang is going to hold a meeting in Xingzi Forest, do you know what they are going to do?"

"This, brother, is not very clear, but if you think about it, you only need to wait a few days to get the news. Also, after asking so many deeds in the world, is it possible that brother has finished his homework today?"

"Ah, brother help!"

"Brother, brother, I want to say a few words about you. It's fine if you don't study hard on weekdays, but now there is an expert living in our temple. Even the old man, the master, is trying his best to show off all day long." Yes, but you actually don't do your homework at this time, hehehehe..."

"Brother, me, what should I do?"

"Oh, brother, I'm so tired and uncomfortable recently, if I have a bite of fat chicken, maybe I can get better."

"Brother, don't worry, as long as you pass this test, brother's fat chicken, brother will take care of it!"

"Well, such a good brother, how could the brother not help? At this time you are like this, like this, and like this..."

"But, didn't Master say that we should not disturb that senior?"

"Senior brother can't help it."

"Okay, I'll go, I'll just do what my senior brother said, I'll serve you a pot of hot tea, and I'll just say it's..."

"Junior brother, you're enlightened."

……

"Master, that senior called his apprentice to come to him early in the morning, said some strange words, and then drifted away."

In the Taoist temple, the little Taoist priest bowed his head in shame.

When the middle-aged Taoist heard it, the anger in his heart was extinguished immediately, and he turned his eyes bright and said: "What did the senior say?"

"Ah, disciple, disciple didn't remember." The little Taoist replied in a panic, thinking that I don't know what he said.

"It's time to fight!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest Dang even scolded angrily, picked up the broom and started beating, shouting while chasing and beating: "That senior is admired even by the uncle and the old man, and he even called him the No. 1 detachment, how should you?" Ask how to be detached? But what about you, a wicked disciple? Seniors and experts don’t even know the record, so you’re so angry that you’re a teacher!”

……

Apricot Forest.

"Master, master, will your old man come, big brother, yes, it's a bit bad."

Duan Yu sat nervously at the side, watching the gradually tense situation in the arena, he hoped that Lin Dong would come over.

He believed that no matter what the scene or the situation, as soon as Master Lin Dong came, everything could be wiped out.

His nervousness was sensed by a beautiful woman next to him.

So, she gently took out the handkerchief, gently raised her hand and leaned against it, and said softly:

"Master Duan, wipe off your sweat."

"It's this time, why are you still sweating? Didn't you see that the fight is about to start? Why don't you have any eyesight, woman?"

"Yes, sorry."

Wang Yuyan lowered her head deeply, her face was full of shame, and there were still a few drops of tears that were about to fall in her eyes.

Seeing this, Duan Yu felt a sense of discomfort for no reason, but since he was a straight man of steel since he was a child, he really couldn't speak, so he just apologized abruptly: "My aunt, I shouldn't have hurt you. Can't you? Can you stop crying?"

"Pfft!"

Wang Yuyan smiled through tears, and immediately became happy, and at the same time explained in a low voice: "Who is crying, people just think that you are sweating, if you don't wipe it clean, you may get sick if you are blown by the wind. wind chill."

"..."

Duan Yu stared at Wang Yuyan who had turned from cloudy to sunny in an instant, dumbfounded, and hurriedly sat aside.

Because he felt that there might be something wrong with this woman!
And it's still a big, big problem!

"Perhaps, there is still a problem with the brain. Master said that there is no medicine for the brain-dead. Hiss..."

Thinking about it, he recalled a lesson from Lin Dong when he was a child, and hurriedly leaned to the side again.

Murong Fu stared at this scene with wide eyes, and really wanted to say: Are you not treating me as a human being?
(End of this chapter)