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Chapter Twelve, Accumulating Virtues and Doing Good, Taoist Tombs(1/9)



"It is indeed mighty, but it is the power of thunder and lightning that is mighty, not you.

This technique is good, I can study it more.

From now on, when you are covered with the power of thunder and lightning, you can walk among the enemies and still not kill them?

Moreover, the ice power over the years has been integrated into the phaseless true essence, which has greatly increased the ice properties of the phaseless internal force.

With our current strength, it won’t be a problem to freeze a smaller valley.”

"O Canghai, now that I have the strength to freeze the Valley of Jueqing in this world, it won't be a problem.

Now, the search for the extreme north and south has almost been completed.

Is it time to go back, or do you want to continue here, Canghai? Then I will continue with you."

"Forget it, people can't be too greedy, and we are progressing too fast.

Even if you have to search, you should go back and settle down for a while."

"OK!"



After traveling quickly for more than a month, they arrived at Jueqing Valley. Lin Tao's good days were over, and Li Canghai once again practiced quietly to stabilize his cultivation.

As for Lin Xu, he stepped out of the Jueqing Valley again. As soon as he left the valley, he heard that the second sword debate in Huashan was about to begin.

In recent years, two young heroes in the world have become famous.

Guo Jing has a mysterious origin. He was around nineteen years old. By chance, he became a disciple of Northern Beggar Hong Qigong and was taught the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Now he is at the top of the world and no one knows where he comes from.

Only the Jiangnan Seven Monsters and the Quanzhen Seven Sons know that it is related to the mysterious master who is now the commoner.

As for the other young master, Yang Kang, he is a disciple of the Quanzhen lay family. He is also young and has a well-known chivalry. At the age of nineteen, he is already ranked among the first-class warriors.

At the foot of Huashan Mountain, Lin Xu came here and saw two young men and women, talking and laughing.

One man is honest and honest, and the girl beside him is quirky. The other man looks shrewd, and there is a gentle girl beside him.

Guo Jing accidentally caught a glimpse of Lin Xu's appearance and wondered: "What's going on? Why do I feel that this person looks familiar, but I can't remember him?"

"Brother Jing, there are many similar people in the world. I think you are in this situation."

"That's right, brother, judging from his attire, he should look like a commoner. How could you possibly know him!"

"Yes, Brother Guo, don't think too much, but since he is a commoner, he is a senior expert. After all, he was famous in the world nineteen years ago."

"That's right! Since we are seniors, let's go and meet him!"

The four of them walked towards Lin Xu: "Greetings to the seniors, the seniors have great names, and the juniors are waiting like thunder!"

Looking at the four people who came to salute him, Lin Xu responded with a smile: "Not bad, little guy. I wish you two a happy marriage and a happy marriage forever."

"Senior, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The gentle woman's face turned red and she said embarrassedly.

"Haha, you're still shy. You two do look like a couple. It's not my fault."

"Hehe, thank you for your kind words, senior!"

The quirky girl didn't care about this and thanked her with a smile on her face.

"Ah? Magic stick? Where have you been in the past nineteen years?

I thought you were dead and I was sad for a long time. I blamed you for not learning martial arts for self-defense.

Also, what’s wrong with your appearance? It’s been almost twenty years and you still haven’t aged.”

At this time, an old beggar appeared, it was Hong Qigong.

"Master/Senior!"

"Jing'er, Rong'er, Kang'er, Nianci, no need to be polite!"

Lin Xu: "Beggar? I can't die, but look at how old you are.

It has been like this in the past few years. I really have to be careful, otherwise if you die one day, I will be asked to collect your body."

"Haha, I have two heirs, Jing'er and Ronger, so don't worry."

"Oh, Rong'er, I want to support Huang Laoxie until he is old, and you don't have a chance.

Jing'er, this stupid boy, I think you accepted him as your disciple because of your filial character.

But with your restless character, jumping around everywhere, maybe Guo Jing, a silly boy, will be powerless when the time comes, haha..."

Hong Qigong was so angry that his beard stood up.

Huang Rong and others were dumbfounded. How could their master be such a gangster and scold him? But they were happy to watch the show.

"You..., you are just a magic stick, and the old beggar can't beat you.

But old magician, you don’t know how to be a monster, do you?

You were like this about twenty years ago, and you still look like this ghost now?

Tell the truth to the old beggar, how old are you?"

Lin Xu was elated and raised his head, looking like a lonely master. He deserved as much beating as he deserved.

"Beggar, I am over two hundred years old!"

Several people present were speechless. If you don't want to say something, just say it. Just talk nonsense.

"old……"

Suddenly a voice sounded, and Lin Xu had already noticed that it was the so-called Master Yideng of Nandi.

Yideng was so shocked at this moment, how did he meet this ancestor?

Still so out of place? And her appearance hasn’t changed at all.

"Beggar, I'm calling you!"

Today is really a different day, beggar and monk.

Let's go, I'm just here to join in the fun, beggar, you don't know martial arts, you're embarrassed to go up the mountain, are you afraid of falling to the top of the five arts?

Haha, I’ll leave first!” Lin Xu headed directly towards Mount Hua.

"Amitabha, seventh brother, come together!"

Seeing Duan Zhixing following up, Hong Qigong, Guo Jing and others also quickly followed up the mountain!

"Daddy?"

When we reached the top of the mountain, a group of people in Tsing Yi were already waiting.

"Well, Seventh Brother, Master, are you okay?"

"Haha, Huang Laoxie, the old beggar is living a good life, especially with all kinds of delicacies provided by your precious daughter."

"Amitabha, how is the donor? Everything is well for the poor monk!"

Hong Qigong: "Huang Laoxie, let me introduce you to an expert, this is the commoner god!"

"Oh? He is the commoner who was recruited by the Emperor of Song Dynasty to predict the fate of the country twenty years ago and asked the three questions? He is considered a person!"

The arrogant Huang Laoxie glanced at Lin Xu without saying hello after saying these words.

Yideng glanced at Huang Laoxie worriedly, fearing that his ancestor had a bad temper.

Lin Xu didn't bother to argue with a junior, so he lost his seniority in vain.

"Excuse me, I'm just telling the truth."

After a while, the Jiangnan Seven Freaks, the Quanzhen Seven Sons, Ouyang Feng, and the old naughty boy Zhou Botong arrived.

Huang Rong rolled her eyes, "How about you show your face to the old naughty boy?"

"Reading faces? Haha, it's fun, show it to me!"

Others were also curious, and Lin Xu smiled: "Don't look at it, it's just like that on the surface, out of tune.

However, this person has a pure heart, and his interest in martial arts is a hobby.

From now on, he will be the person with the highest level of martial arts cultivation among you, even surpassing Wang Chongyang.

This man once lost a son, and he was closely related to a master monk.

Just like that Xidu, both lost a son."

Hearing this, Xidu's expression of shock flashed away, and then he looked at Lin Xu gloomily.

Lin Xu hurriedly ran behind Hong Qigong, "Nuo, you have murderous intentions towards me. The beggar is your disciple who caused the trouble. You have to protect me."

"Lost a son? How is that possible?"

"Botong, what he said is true!"

At this time, an old woman with white hair came up.
To be continued...
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