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After becoming a member of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he felt more relaxed...

As long as he ensures that the Sutra Pavilion is clean and tidy, the rest has nothing to do with him.

When I have nothing to do, I read various classics in the Xia Zang Jing Pavilion.

This kind of life has been going on for almost two years. The farthest place he has been to in Zhongnan Mountain is at the foot of the mountain. It was two years ago when he went shopping for groceries.

Two years have passed and he is almost thirty years old, but his appearance of a man in his twenties seems to have been fixed.

Even the Quanzhen Seventh Son expressed confusion.

The old man of the Sutra Pavilion passed away last year. The Quanzhen Sect is the number one sect in the world. When the old man passed away, the Seven Quanzhen disciples did not send anyone to guard it.

Gradually, he became the guardian of the Sutra Pavilion.

I stayed in Zhongnan Mountain for more than twenty years.

He was free in the Sutra Pavilion, no one was beaming, and he was happy and carefree.

The figure flickered, taking one step to the outside of the Sutra Pavilion. Each step after that seemed slow, but in fact it was more than ten meters per step.

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After going down the mountain, walk all the way regardless of north, south, east or west, and become an ascetic.

Half a month later, in a small town, I passed an inn - Jiuxiang Inn.

"Waiter, here are two pounds of beef and a jar of wine!"

"Okay, Taoist priest!" the waiter responded loudly.

The other diners looked at Lin Yan's Taoist robes and were very surprised.

However, he is of average height, about 1.7 meters tall, and wearing a Taoist robe, which makes him good-looking.

After a while, two kilograms of beef and three kilograms of wine were served in a wine jar.

As I ate, I listened to the diners discussing recent events.

"Have you heard that a tragedy occurred in Liujia Village, Lin'an, and two families were wiped out?"

"Have you heard who did it? Although they are just ordinary people, this is Lin'an, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Isn’t this a naked contempt for the Southern Song Dynasty court?”

Lin Yan listened carefully with his ears raised, but he did not expect that what happened in Liujiacun had already happened.

What Wanyan Honglie did to exterminate his family was excessive, and he had no intention of killing Wanyan Honglie. After all, the matter had nothing to do with him.

If we meet head-on and offend ourselves, it is natural to take action to deal with it, but it would not be a good idea to settle the matter with the benefit of hindsight.

After eating all of the two kilograms of meat without any left, I asked the waiter to buy a lot of food that could be easily carried.

Take him with him on the road. As for the place to live, there is no problem for him to live in the open air and meditate.

After practicing Xiantian Kung Fu, he has become immune to cold and heat. What's more, his attainments in Xiantian Kung Fu have already been used in new tricks. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is pioneering and innovative.

Continuing walking, outside Zhongdu, I saw a group of seven people, dusty and dusty, as if they were inquiring about something.

His hearing ability, due to his skill, could not hide anything within a hundred meters radius from him.

It was Ke Zhen'e, Zhu Cong, Han Baoju, Nan Xiren, Zhang Asheng, Quan Jinfa and Han Xiaoying.

I remember that in the original work, Zhang Asheng was killed by Chen Xuanfeng, Zhu Cong, Nancy Ren and Quan Jinfa were all killed by Ouyang Feng, Han Baoju was killed by Yang Kang, and Han Xiaoying committed suicide. Only Ke Zhene survived and is still alive decades later.

Ke Zhen'e, the oldest at this time, looked to be in his forties.

Suddenly Ke Zhene said: "Who is it?"

"Quanzhen Taoist priest?"

"Sent by Qiu Chuji? It's really despicable. Is this the real Qiu of the Quanzhen Seventh Son?"

Except for Ke Zhen E, who could not see the others, the others immediately jeered at Lin Yan when they saw him.

This is because I am afraid that I will find someone first.

Although these guys have weird tempers, they are indeed kind-hearted people who keep their promises.

He didn't care about the cynicism of these guys.

"Seven Heroes of Jiangnan? I am a handyman disciple of Quanzhen.

I have admired the great names for a long time. I have been in Zhongnan Mountain for decades, and your great names have become so popular in the past ten years.

Now that the bet you made with Qiu Chuji has happened, let’s find two descendants and train them well.”

Zhu Cong: "Oh? My little brother looks young, but his tone is so old-fashioned?

It seems that we, brothers and sisters, don’t need your help to teach us how to do it.

If you have the time, you might as well go and persuade Qiu Chuji."

Lin Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "Bu Pindao is young, already in his forties.

I won't interfere in your affairs, and I don't want to interfere.

But to prevent Madam Guo from suffering more, you should go all the way north.

I heard about him by chance, and I think he might be the person you are looking for."

"Meow……"

The cat on his shoulder meowed a few times, and Lin Yan stroked it.

Over the years, I have often supplied it with innate true energy, so its physical body is not weak.

Moreover, he frequently conducted experiments on the cat, explored its meridians, and created some simple exercises to help it function.

In Lin Yan's opinion, today's tabby cats and ordinary second-rate warriors really can't handle it.

"What a greedy cat. I know, here it is for you!"

A piece of dried fish was taken out of the bag and directly picked up by the tabby cat, eating it with relish.

"Heroes, farewell!"

He washed one person and one cat and left directly, leaving the seven strange Jiangnan monsters looking at each other.

"Brother, this guy is in his forties, why does he look like he is in his twenties?

Should we follow his guidance, or..."

Ke Zhen'e thought for a while, and he was also a decisive person: "We are also headless flies now. Now that we have news, we can't miss it.

Let's go north!

As for this person, if he is really like what you said, he may have practiced some miraculous skills, and he must have practiced it to a very deep level.

The Quanzhen Sect is indeed the best sect in the world. I thought that after the death of Master Chongyang, the old naughty boy would be considered a master, but I never expected that there would be such a master."

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Lin Yan spent two years traveling to the Tianshan Mountains in the Western Regions.

Standing at the top of Tianshan Mountain, looking at the pure white covered with silver.

Suddenly, a figure in blue robes and cloth robes fell behind him. This person had a strange face. Except for his two eyes, he seemed to be able to move slightly. His eyebrows, mouth and nose were all extremely stiff. It was extremely weird, as if he was wearing a human skin mask.

Seeing this, Lin Yan immediately knew who this guy was.

There are no more than ten people in the world who have such a level of light function. Among them, the "Zhongshenmeng" Chongyang Zhenren has passed away, and the "Northern Beggar" Hong Qigong will not come here out of boredom.

As for the "Southern Emperor" Duan Zhixing and the "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng, one is far away in Dali and the other is in Baituo Mountain. It is impossible for them to appear here at this time.

Even if there is a possibility that Ouyang Feng will appear, he will not dress up like this.

There is only one person who has a perverse personality and disregards etiquette and law. Moreover, his martial arts skills are extremely high!

"The Quanzhen Taoist priest?

It is very strange that he traveled thousands of miles to the Western Regions alone.

And we came to the top of the Tianshan Mountains, which is rarely visited by people."

Lin Yan nodded and said: "Senior Dongxie?
Chapter completed!