In the Six Gates.
Jin Jiuling, who was aching all over, flipped through the sect file that had just been delivered.
"The person with golden light all over? The woman wearing silver scale gloves?"
"Cheng Shifei and Shangguan Xiaoxian from the Jinqian Gang."
Jin Jiuling instantly became much more sober.
Cheng Shifei’s fearlessness was proven by the failures and even the lives of countless masters in the past twenty years.
To put it bluntly, there were only a few people in the Six Gates who could withstand Cheng Shifei’s ten moves.
The others could just take a slap.
"Iga Musashi?"
Jin Jiuling frowned slightly.
But he quickly found the corresponding information from his memory.
"So he is the head of the Iga sect."
"He is not dead, and he is still so good at fighting."
Jin Jiuling showed a trace of fear.
He knew how terrible Cheng Shifei was, but he didn’t expect that an old man in his 80s could survive under Cheng Shifei’s hands.
Headache.
Jin Jiuling was the God of Six Gates.
This chaos on Chang Street was naturally his responsibility.
"Fortunately, it was just some choking smoke."
"No big problem."
Jin Jiuling planned to invite a famous doctor to the scene to treat the innocent people who inhaled the smoke, and to silence them, so that the matter would be resolved.
As for other losses, he couldn’t care too much.
Just treat it as an unprovoked disaster for those people.
"In addition…"
"Who invited Master Ruyi to Beijing?"
Jin Jiuling scolded: "Don’t you know that he is the senior brother of Abbot Miaodi, and according to seniority, he is still my great uncle?"
The people below were silent, and no one responded.
Seeing the faces of this group of people.
Jin Jiuling was speechless.
Waving his hand.
Just turn a blind eye.
"The Money Gang has begun to act recklessly."
"The Demon Sect, the Dragon Guard Villa, and the Japanese people can’t help it."
"Add to that the variables of Huashan, Qinglong Society, and Qingyi Building, it’s a headache…"
Jin Jiuling smelled the smell of danger.
He has a mysterious confidence in himself.
Believe that he is not afraid of any master in the weapon list.
But he is not completely blind.
Because he knew he was no match for the martial arts grandmaster.
"Master Ruyi of Ruyi Zen Temple in the north has accumulated enough now."
"But his blood and qi are declining, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to break through to the grandmaster level."
Jin Jiuling smiled bitterly: "If Master Ruyi helps me, I will be much more relaxed in the capital."
It’s a pity that the old Zen Master Ruyi, whom he was looking forward to, was delayed by the tragedy of the Lin family’s extermination.
Currently on the way to escort the Lin family brothers and sisters.
There is no way to support him for the time being.
"No."
"I can’t bear the pressure alone."
JinJiuling thought of several good targets.
For example, the East Factory.
For example, the West Factory.
"If I am not happy, you can’t be too comfortable."
"Something must happen in this huge capital."
Jin Jiuling smiled evilly.
It seems that he thought of something interesting.
Huashan.
Qingfeng Villa.
The steam is steaming and the warm waves are rippling.
The pleasant singing will eventually end and the audience will disperse.
Han Yu hangs on Yue Buqun like a sloth.
I don’t want to move my fingers at all.
Comb.
From top to bottom.
From the top of the head, comb along the hair to the bottom.
Yue Buqun skillfully stroked Han Yu’s hair soaked by water vapor and her back that was still as smooth as white jade.
They were so harmonious and close.
Gao Jiping tried to regulate her breathing.
Don’t let herself show too much panic.
At this time.
Footsteps came.
Very steady, very natural.
Who else could it be except Bai Feifei.
"Yes."
She didn’t even bother to look at Han Yu, and directly told him the information she had just sent.
"The fifth monk Miaofeng of Northern Shaolin, the monk Miaofeng, whose brain was sometimes smart and sometimes crazy, has disappeared." (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
"If he doesn’t see him, then he doesn’t see him. What’s the big deal?"
Yue Buqun knew about Miaofeng’s existence.
But he never worried about it.
Bai Feifei reminded: "This guy hasn’t made a move for more than 30 years."
"So what?"
Yue Buqun didn’t realize the seriousness of the problem.
Bai Feifei asked: "If I say that he defeated Wudang’s Mei Zhenren right after coming down the mountain, can you still be so calm?"
"Mei Zhenren is not bad."
"But he is just not bad."
Yue Buqun nodded and said: "It seems that this Miao Feng is the trump card that Northern Shaolin has been cultivating for thirty years. It’s just that he was lured out for unknown reasons."
Wudang Mei Zhenren.
The Mei Daotong of the past.
Shi Mei is the grandson of Shi Huan Tianshi.
And Shi Huan Tianshi died at Yue Buqun’s hands because he tried to kill Yue Buqun.
Originally, Wudang would never let Mei Zhenren take the position because of this grudge. []
However…
Mu Daoren, who was placed with high hopes, broke his vow.
Let Mei Zhenren get a big advantage.
"Okay."
"I forgot about that so-called Wudang master who couldn’t even take one of your moves."
Bai Feifei came to his senses.
Back then, Chongxu and Qingxu left one after another.
Yue Buqun went to Wudang to pay tribute.
And to find Mu Dao Ren.
As a result, Mei Zhenren, who had just taken charge of Wudang, became a little arrogant and wanted to make things difficult for him.
As a result, Yue Buqun knocked Yuxu out of the palace with one palm.Palace.
Since then.
Master Mei’s reputation was ruined.
She dared not act like a demon in front of Yue Buqun again.
"That old fellow Shi Mei won’t live for many years."
"Don’t mind."
Yue Buqun’s words were shocking.
Even Han Yu was awakened by the stimulation.
"Husband."
"This matter is not a joke."
Bai Feifei was very nervous.
That’s the head of Wudang, not some nobody.
"Wudang has been in Shi Mei’s hands for 30 years and has not made any progress."
"The current Wudang is completely unworthy of the honor of being the leader of the martial arts world."
"Only after Shi Mei’s death can there be hope of rising."
Yue Buqun’s words were not aimless.
Because he suddenly remembered that in [The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng], Wudang was going to change its leader at this point in time.
As a result, Shi He, the disciple who was highly expected by Mu Dao Ren, the most prestigious top swordsman in Wudang, and the eleventh place in the Weapon List, also lost the qualification to compete for the leader for the same reason.
As a result, Mei Zhenren got the upper hand again.
Because Shi Yan, the next generation Wudang leader, is Mei Zhenren’s proud disciple.
No wonder Mu Dao Ren wanted to turn evil.
No wonder Shi He was full of resentment towards Wudang.
Such a divided Wudang.
It would be strange if it could rise. .
