I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 207 I, Xiao Qiwu, are here!
"The tea has been used up, so I won't eat the rice. If you really want to express your kindness to Pindao, in the future, when 'I am the only one in the world, I am the only one in the universe, the sword energy of the Yangtze River... Yumianlangjun, Mr. Tang Juxia, Mr. Baoniu' comes back, and I will treat him Better."

Rejecting the Tang Sect's banquet, Lin Dong walked out amidst the Tang Sect bigwigs seeing him off, and mentioned Tang Baoniu's lovely title by the way.

Tang Sect's big bosses: "..."

The fairy master is playing with us?
This kid is too much, he dared to have such a long title, even I/my sect master/senior dare not.

They couldn't laugh or cry, but since Lin Dong gave the order, they could only nod in agreement.

As for beating the emperor, which is tantamount to rebellion?
In their view, this matter is nothing at all.

Now the world is in chaos, and there are four major bandits infesting it.With the Jin and Liao wars outside, and the gradual rise of Mongolia and Xixia, the imperial court's control over the region is far from what it was before.

If the Tang Sect, which has been based in the middle of Sichuan for hundreds of years, is really determined to protect it, there are naturally countless ways to protect Tang Baoniu.

As long as he can return to Shuzhong alive, the Tang Sect has plenty of solutions.

"No need to send it off, everyone go back."

Lin Dong threw the Qingping sword casually, and took a step with his hands behind his back. The Qingping sword turned around and landed silently at his feet.

Whoosh!
The sword rises and goes straight up against the wind.

In an instant, only his figure like a black dot was left in the sky.

"This……"

"Gollum!"

"Immortal, really an immortal!"

"This is not a fairy, who can be called a fairy?"

All the big brothers of the Tang Sect, plus the young and middle-aged disciples of the Tang Sect who came to watch the fun, stared at the sky dumbfounded, and kept screaming.

Even the old seniors of the Tang Sect are fussing like young people at this time.

No way, they have never seen such a scene.

"Paulin."

After a long while, the seniors came to their senses. Among them, the old woman who had not spoken much but almost took the initiative of the Tang Sect waved at Tang Baolin, "When Tang Baoniu comes back, you have to protect him no matter what. , no matter what method is used!"

"understood."

Tang Baolin's heart trembled, he has been in charge of the family for many years, he naturally understands what this means.

The meaning of these seniors of the Tang Sect is very obvious... Even if there is only a slight possibility to get in touch with Lin Dong through Tang Baoniu, they will not hesitate!

As the head of the sect, he certainly understands how influential this move is.

Duang!

"The sound is too low, I can't hear it!"

Mrs. Tang poked the ground with her dragon head crutch hard, and stared at Tang Baolin seriously.

"Suck……"

Taking a deep breath, Tang Baolin said loudly: "Bao Lin understands, when his cousin Bao Niu comes back, even if Bao Lin exhausts the entire Tang Sect, he will definitely keep him!"

"Remember what you said yourself."

Old Madam Tang turned around, but the voice was still coming: "You, in the future, don't let the Tang Sect's great luck rise because of some petty gains!"

"Baolin won't, and dare not."

Tang Baolin stood up and promised solemnly, "Seniors, keep an eye on this junior. If this junior does something wrong, just choose another sect master. This junior will never complain."

"Ha ha."

"You are the sect master, let us old guys come out to carry it? It's a beautiful idea!"

"Just do your job well. If it doesn't work, leave it to Baoniu himself. The Tang Sect can't really run out."

"The specific scale is up to you. We old bones won't mix it up."

"know."

Tang Baolin nodded heavily, looked at the figures of the seniors going away, bent down and bowed: "Baolin, see off seniors!"

……

In the sky, there is not much sense of time, Lin Dong only sensed one word.

fast.

too fast.

Fast is a bit unmanly.

So he slowed down.

After slowing down, he subconsciously pumped up his Qi and moved towards his eyes.

The power of clear eyes appeared, and he saw many scenery that he had never seen before.

For example, the Tang Sect that I went to before was so lucky that it actually lasted much longer than the local government residence.

"Ok?"

"here it is……"

At this moment, his sharp eyes suddenly discovered another sect whose luck was comparable to that of the Tang Sect.

However, although the luck of this sect also soared into the sky, it was a little hasty.

Although the luck is great, it seems to be intermittent, and it seems that it cannot last long.

Standing in the sky, Lin Dong swept his eyes around.

At this time, he suddenly realized that if he really wanted to compare, in the whole of Sichuan, except for the Tang Sect, there was only the government residence that could be compared with it.

Curious in his heart, he flew down with his sword.

Standing in front of this auspicious sect, Lin Dong immediately understood.

Huanhua Sword School.

After thinking about it for a while, he understood that this was the sect founded by Xiao Qiwu, the grandfather of Xiao Qiushui, the disciple Dugu Qiuxian's former defeated general and the future protagonist Xiao Qiushui.

"Is Xiao Qiwu, head of Huanhua Sword Sect, at home?"

After understanding, Lin Dong didn't leave in a hurry, and shouted to the sect: "You are so poor, come and visit."

Back Mountain.

Xiao Qiwu, the head of the Huanhua Sword School with a serious face, is teaching his only son Xiao Xilou the sword skills.

"Son, you have to remember, in the whole world, apart from Dugu Qiuxian and that mysterious Daoist Tongtian, my swordsmanship can be called the strongest."

"As long as you practice hard, the Huanhua Sword Sect will flourish in the future!"

"Son, I know, father doesn't need to remind me all the time."

Xiao Xilou flung his sword impatiently, with pride on his face, he raised his head and said, "Look, father, how about my move?"

Originally, he thought he would be praised, but he never expected that Xiao Qiwu's expression suddenly became very ugly.

Hey.

He never compliments me.

I really don't know if I'm his real son.

Xiao Xilou felt lost in his heart, but he still practiced his sword hard.

In his opinion, sooner or later, he will be able to let this proud father praise him.

That day will never be too far away.

However, just as he was thinking this way in his heart, he suddenly saw the panic on his father's face.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Xilou, hurry up, hide quickly, hide in the cave dug for my father in the back mountain..."

However, Xiao Qiwu's face changed drastically, as if he had reacted, he grabbed him and flew to a hidden cave.

Staring at his son for a while, Xiao Qiwu said without a smile: "Remember, you must not come out within two days. After two days, if you come out and see the Huanhua Sword Sect destroyed, don't think about revenge! "

"As long as you live well, you will be at ease as a father."

After saying the last sentence, Xiao Qiwu didn't give his son a chance to react, a sword fell, and with a roar, a big rock fell from the sky, directly blocking the cave's entrance.

After confirming that even if his son tried his best to come back from the other side, it would take at least two days, Xiao Qiwu was completely relieved.

"Is it the Daoist Master Tongtian?"

Turning around, he picked up the sword casually and walked towards the door of the Huanhua Sword Sect. On the way, he suddenly smiled handsomely: "I, Xiao Qiwu, am here!"

(End of this chapter)