Chapter 32 Steady as an Old Dog

"My condolences, I was invited by the leader of the Left Alliance to notarize this.

"Although Leader Zuo has passed away, in this sword fight both of them acted aboveboard, upright and with a clear conscience."

"If a few of them insist on going their own way, it will be difficult for Zuo Alliance Leader Jiuquan to rest in peace." Jie Feng said coldly.

This book is first published on 𝟔𝟗Book Bar→96𝔰𝔥𝔲.𝔫𝔢𝔱, providing you with a reading experience with no wrong chapters and no out-of-order chapters.

Zuo Lengchan was ambitious and domineering, and he always had some headaches.

Nowadays, although Lin Pingzhi is known as the "Sword Madman" and has superb martial arts skills, he only travels the world with his sword and is not the leader of a giant force.

For Jie Feng, he is a person worthy of friendship and cooperation. Anyway, what the Beggar Clan lacks most is talents.

"Although Shaoxia Lin behaves wantonly and wildly, most of his actions are chivalrous and righteous. You are all righteous people, why do you need to fight in the same room, only to make your relatives angry and your enemies happy?"

Yue Buqun sighed and walked to Tianyu's side intentionally or unintentionally.

"Today Shaoxia Lin and Senior Brother Zuo had a fair fight. Senior Brother Zuo was just one move away from me. Although it is regrettable, we cannot blame others for our anger."

Tianmen Taoist snorted coldly.

Mr. Mo Da played the huqin and walked out without saying a word.

"Amitabha! It's better to resolve enemies than to end them," Master Dingxian also said.

These four people were tricked by Zuo Lengchan, and they were secretly unhappy.

According to the rules of the world, he naturally accepted Tianyu's favor.

Besides, Zuo Lengchan is no longer here.

There is no need to bow down when facing the Songshan Sect.

"That's it. Since the left leader is dead and the dead are the most important, I will write off all those things in the past and clear things up with your sect."

"Today, you, the Wuyue Sword Sect, will decide your own household affairs. Take your leave!"

Tianyu cupped his hands in front of Zuo Lengchan's body and strode out.

Ding Mian and others hesitated for a moment, shook their heads, and got out of the way.

Youjie Feng and several leaders have expressed their stance, and it is no longer easy to embarrass Tianyu today.

Besides, if he really wanted to fight Tianyu to the death, he would have to be willing to kill half of the people on his side, which was obviously not cost-effective.

The dead are gone, and those who survive want to live a better life. There is no need to give away the future of the Songshan Sect.

"."

Yue Buqun and Mr. Mo Da looked at each other with complicated expressions.

Originally, when Zuo Lengchan was around, he had overwhelmingly defeated them, but now that Zuo Lengchan was gone, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains naturally had to be re-elected.

Many things are different.

Is my reputation almost at its limit now?

On the hillside of Songshan Mountain, Tianyu stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Fortunately, I am not the fool who just lets me do whatever I want.

That guy sucked in a bunch of ice energy and turned himself into a snowman.

In that case, it was probably hopeless, and his condition was obviously much better.

After running slowly for a few kilometers in the mountains, my blood was flowing smoothly and there were no more problems.

Just enough to be able to cope with the situation in front of you, most likely you have to go through it again.

"Amitabha! Hello, Donor Lin!"

Seeing Tianyu stop, under a pine tree more than ten meters away, a skinny old monk clasped his hands and said.

The old monk's voice was not loud, but he was vibrating back and forth in the valley. It was obvious that his inner strength was extremely deep.

"Pindao has also met Benefactor Lin."

Standing beside him was an old Taoist, his eyes were lightly closed at this moment, but there was a flash of light.

"It turns out to be Master Fang Zheng, Taoist Master Chongxu."

Tianyu smiled slightly, his expression indifferent.

"Amitabha! Lao Na and Taoist Priest Chongxu have always lived in seclusion. Unexpectedly, they were recognized by Donor Lin."

"I have heard for a long time that Benefactor Lin's face is like a crown of jade, with jade trees facing the wind, and his sword skills are unparalleled in the world. When I see him today, I feel that this trip is worthwhile." Chongxu also said with a smile.

As the head of Wudang and the great master of swordsmanship, he gave the comment of "unparalleled swordsmanship", which can be said to be a sign of respect.

"I wonder what you two are waiting for here?" Tianyu asked.

"Amitabha! I don't want to be troublesome, but the leader of the Zuo Alliance entrusted me before his death, saying that Benefactor Lin has many secrets about the world and has great plans."

"Donor Zuo once said: If something unexpected happens to him, he will let me handle the matter on his behalf."

"I have no choice but to be entrusted by others and do things loyal to others." Fang Zheng said slowly and calmly.

"I see, Taoist Priest Chongxu was also summoned by the ghost of Zuo Lengchan?"

"That's not true. Taoist priest Chongxu is an old friend of my old age. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to keep you, so I boldly asked Taoist priest Chongxu to come and help me."

"Pindao also stopped by to take a look."

"Shaolin and Wudang are eight hundred miles apart, so it's really easy." Tianyu laughed.

"Amitabha! Although Donor Lin is extremely talented, he also has a murderous intention. In just a few days, he killed countless people."

"I'm worried that if I don't pay attention, there will be trouble in the world."

"I have been thinking about it for a long time, and I intend to keep you in our temple, chant sutras, and worship the Buddha, so that there will be peace in the world. I wonder what your thoughts are?" Fang Zheng clasped his hands together, with a compassionate look in his eyes, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency. Over at the Fuwei Escort Agency, Master Pindao and Master Fang Zheng will come forward in person to ensure that your father, Zun Lingtang, is safe and sound and free from all grudges."

"What the two masters said makes sense. I would like to thank you both." Tianyu thought for a while and nodded.

"Donor Lin actually agreed so simply? Sure enough, he has deep roots in Buddhism and wisdom." Fang Zheng was stunned instead.

"I have long wanted to visit the Songshan Shaolin Temple. Even if I stay there for three to five days, it doesn't matter." Tianyu said happily.

".Three to five days, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

"Then I guess I won't have time, so I might as well not go."

"Amitabha, then the two of us will have no choice but to be bold and force Almsgiver Lin to linger in the temple." Fang Zheng said with his hands together.

Just now, Tianyu didn't play according to the routine, which made him a little confused. Now that the rhythm is back to the normal track, Fang Zheng is secretly relieved.

"Okay, I'm also trying to learn your magical skills. I wonder who comes first?"

"Leader Zuo's martial arts skills are unparalleled, far superior to the two of us."

"Even he is not as good as Donor Lin, so naturally we are even more different."

"So the two of us had no choice but to join forces and force Donor Lin to come." Fang Zheng looked calm, as if he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Okay, I probably understand why Zuo Lengchan is not as good as the master."

"With Master's shamelessness, Zuo Lengchan deserves to be arranged so clearly." Tianyu waved his hand, feeling a little impressed in his heart.

No wonder Zuo Lengchan, who was originally ambitious, died, Yue Buqun, who could bend and stretch, died, and even Ren Woxing, who swallowed mountains and rivers, also knelt down.

Chong Ying retired, but Fang Zheng Chongxu had the last laugh and became the invisible martial arts supreme, as stable as an old dog.

"As expected, the donor was full of witty words, but it was getting late, and I was offended first."

Fang Zheng said no more, took a step forward, and slapped his palm lightly.

Before the strength of the palm is exhausted, the palm shakes slightly, and suddenly one palm becomes two palms, two palms become four palms, four palms become eight palms, and eight palms become sixteen palms.

Then it transformed into thirty-two palms.

Every time a palm is struck, it has changed into several directions in the middle of the strike, and it is unpredictable.

Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm!

In an instant, Fang Zheng had already walked halfway through the more than ten meters of mountain road separated from Tianyu.

If the remaining half is completed, the palm posture will naturally climb to its peak.

"Good palm skills!"

Although Tianyu couldn't quite understand it, he also felt that something was not right.

Let him continue to develop, and when the time comes, the sky will be full of palm shadows. It will obviously be much more laborious to fight, and it may be difficult to get close.

The next moment Tianyu unsheathed his long sword, took a few steps, suddenly jumped into the air, and performed a "meteor falling" style.

The sound of swords roared in the mountain road, and the cold stars stabbed at Fang Zheng like raindrops.

"Yu!"

Chong Xu smiled slightly, turned his body slowly to the right, raised the sword in his left hand, and turned leisurely.

In an instant, several white circles of light appeared in front of Tianyu's eyes, large circles, small circles, positive circles and diagonal circles, flickering endlessly.

Taoist Chongxu shook his sword, and more and more circles of light appeared on the sword, as if his whole body was hidden in countless circles of light.

One of the apertures did not disappear, but the other one regenerated. There was no flaw in his swordsmanship at all. It felt like there were thousands of long swords protecting their entire bodies.

The sword power is continuous, only defending but not attacking, rising and falling one after another, without any gaps.

Although Tianyu's evil-fighting swordsmanship was extremely fast, he stabbed the aperture with his sword for more than ten times in a row and had no choice but to return without success.

“Donor beware!”

At this time, Fang Zheng let out a low shout and slapped out a palm without haste. With one palm shot out, dozens of palm shadows followed.

"One for offense and one for defense, the division of labor is quite clear!"

Tianyu cursed in his heart and had no choice but to turn his body and take two steps back to avoid the shadow of his palm.