I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 116 The person who killed you must make up for it
"Who is this Taoist?"

"That's the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation in Shaolin Temple that can hold back [-] troops, he, he actually broke it?!"

"Sword Master Qingping, what a powerful sword, but why does he call himself Sword Master Qingping? Could it be that most of his strength comes from the sword in his hand?"

"Hurry up, report back to the teacher's door, and say that there is a treasure born, and ask the door to send people here quickly!"

"What a Qingping sword, I want it for Yizi Huijian!"

"Where are the disciples of One Word Wisdom Sword Sect?"

"Have!"

"exist!"

"Hurry up and inform the sect master... In this world, there is finally a sword worthy of his title of Sword God!"

"Yes!"

……

"Although this Taoist is strong, most of his strength probably comes from this Qingping sword. If we can obtain it..."

"Quickly report back to the master, and condemn the strong to come to Shaolin Temple as soon as possible!"

……

"Why doesn't Sword Master Qingping usually come out, but he just appeared when Shaolin Temple wanted to put Xiao Feng on public trial, and he was dressed as a Taoist priest. Could it be that..."

"Tiantian Daoist?!"

"No, he is not Taoist Tongtian, but he should have a great relationship with Taoist Tongtian!"

"Then us?"

"What do you think of the Qingping Sword?"

"The strongest at that time!"

"Since that's the case, Junior Brother should know what to do, right?"

"However, if Daoist Tongtian is born..."

"Junior brother is confused! The news that Shaolin wants to put Xiao Feng on public trial has been spread for many days, but there is still no trace of Daoist Tongtian, don't you know why?"

"Senior brother is stupid, please enlighten me."

"Since Taoist Tongtian was born, his whereabouts are often uncertain. Every time he appears in the world, he will not walk in the world for several years, but he has a cultivation base and a penetrating heaven and earth. How can he explain it?"

"Senior brother, what do you mean, this Daoist Tongtian is constantly practicing in closed doors, which is why he has his current strength?"

"Brother, you are wrong!"

"What senior brother wants to say is that this Daoist Tongtian may have..."

"Is this impossible? There are rumors in the world that Tongtian Daoist is extremely good at alchemy and maintenance. How could he die early?"

"Hehe, junior brother is wrong again. You should think about it. How would people in the world describe it if they want to hide their own shortcomings?"

"Although he is called Tongtian Taoist, he may not be able to penetrate the sky and penetrate the earth. Therefore, I guess, Taoist Tongtian has been suffering from stubborn illnesses!"

"So that's the case, thank you for your teaching, brother, I'm going now, what happened here...?"

"Brother, don't worry, there are brothers here, and there are many comrades in the rivers and lakes. I will not let Sword Master Qingping leave easily. I will be here, waiting for you to return."

"When the master of the sect comes, we will take it down and take the Qingping sword from his hand. At that time, our Huangshan Sword Sect will surely stand on the top of the martial arts world!"

"Junior Brother understands!"

……

In front of Shaolin Temple.

The eighteen bronze men stared at the long-broken stick in their hands, and fell into a sluggish state, muttering to themselves, with a look of complete disbelief flickering on their faces.

Just now.

A streak of sword light flashed, and the sword energy soared into the sky.

At that moment, the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, which was rumored to be [-] elite cavalry, was directly smashed by a sword.

After the formation was broken, these monks who had been taught to be invincible by the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation from an early age lost their self-confidence all at once.

"This is impossible!"

"You, who are you?"

"The Eighteen Bronze Man Formation was broken by a single sword?"

……

"call!"

"Suck!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Lin Dong took a deep breath, and said with emotion: "The power of this sword is beyond what I can control today, but..."

He paused slightly, looked at the Shaolin Temple standing at the foot of Songshan Mountain with a cold face, and said with a smile: "However, it is enough to break into Shaolin."

"Shaolin Temple? The poor are coming!"

Afterwards, he yelled at Shaolin Temple and walked into it.

This cry aroused the vigilance of this ancient temple.

In an instant, the whole temple was busy up and down.

"Arhat Hall disciples, meet the enemy!"

In Shaolin Temple, disciples of Arhat Hall gathered under the leadership of the chief. They had firm faces and deep eyes, and they didn't feel that there was any danger outside.

"Everyone in the Bodhidharma hall, follow me to meet the enemy!"

The first seat of the Bodhidharma Hall also summoned many disciples at this moment.

All halls and courtyards of other Shaolin Temples also gathered together at this time.

……

"Amitabha!"

"Poor monk Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, I don't know why this Taoist priest is here?"

After the sound of the Buddha's name, the abbot Xuanci appeared in front of Lin Dong in the front yard of Shaolin Temple, and behind him were the gathered Shaolin disciples.

"The poor sword master Qingping."

"Come here... There is no other reason. I came here to participate in the martial arts conference and to put Xiao Feng on trial."

Although there was no one behind Lin Dong, he stood there alone with a sword, and his aura had reached its peak. Looking carefully, he didn't intend to fall to Xuanci's disadvantage at all.

"Amitabha!"

"The Taoist priest invited."

"The poor monk has a question, please tell the Taoist priest."

Xuan Ci frowned, but still remained polite, looked at Lin Dong suspiciously, and said.

"Excuse me, the abbot."

Lin Dong sat down at a stone table in the front yard, pointing to the seat opposite.

"You don't have to be polite, Daoist."

Xuanci waved his hands, not intending to sit down, but continued to ask: "What the poor monk doesn't understand is that since the Taoist priest said he was here to participate in the martial arts conference, he must be a well-known person in the world, but Why do you have to enter the door with such impolite manners?"

"Could it be that you are bullying me that no one in Shaolin can do it?"

The head of the Arhat Hall was glaring like a diamond, and drank majestically.

"Take it!"

"Take it!"

"Take it!"

"take……"

"Amitabha."

Xuanci raised his hand, stopped the shouts of many disciples, and said calmly: "Don't worry, disciples, Daoist Rong answered the poor monk's question before it's too late."

"Pindao originally thought that Shaolin Temple was full of arrogant people. Now that I see the abbot, I know I was wrong."

Lin Dong sighed, stood up and cupped his fists apologetically, "Actually, it's easy to say. When Pindao was in front of the door, he said he wanted to meet the abbot, but he didn't want to be made things difficult by the monk who received him."

"Pindao has always lived in the deep mountains, and his human nature is as fierce as fire. He has never rubbed sand in his eyes, so he moved his hands. He wanted to distinguish between you and me in Shaolin Temple. Now I see the abbot and I understand that I was wrong."

"You bullshit!"

Perhaps because he felt that he had a reliance, the monk who didn't dare to speak when Lin Dong did it just now stood up and accused him with a flushed face: "It's clear that you are unreasonable first, if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have treated you I ask the abbot to watch out for the evil words!"

As he spoke, he turned around and knelt down in front of Xuanci, with a look of grievance on his face.

Pfft!

Unfortunately, just as he knelt down, his head fell off.

After Lin Dong killed the monk with a single sword, he said angrily, "It's already at this point, and you still dare to tell the truth. If the poor will not kill you, the depression in your heart is really hard to calm down."

"you dare!"

"stop!"

"you……"

The disciples of Shaolin Temple, including those chief disciples, only realized how slow their reactions were when they shouted out words.

So, they who should have glared at each other chose to keep their mouths shut.

"This man was killed by the poor, I should admit it!"

Lin Dong coldly glanced at those Shaolin masters who shouted, turned to look at Xuanci and said, "But the fault in this matter is not in the poor way. If the abbot doesn't believe it, you can investigate this matter. If the fault is I would like to hand over the Qingping sword bestowed by Daoist Master Tong Tian as compensation!"

"Unexpectedly, it really came from Taoist Master Tongtian?"

"That person's guess is actually true?"

"Hurry up and invite the masters of the sect to come!"

"The martial arts conference in Shaolin is really going to be lively."

Xuan Ci frowned. Before he could speak, he heard the words of many spectators, and his eyes became strange in a moment.

"Besides, since the abbot is a reasonable person, the poor way requires a clear distinction between right and wrong."

Lin Dong smiled proudly, and said, "Since I came out of the mountain, I have not suffered much anger, but now I am ridiculed by the world. I wonder how the abbot will compensate me?"

(End of this chapter)