"You said if we rush forward while they were both defeated, would we have a chance to snatch the secret of magical skills?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and a monkey-brow made an extremely attractive proposal.

"Impossible." But before the insidious man who wanted to ambush finished speaking, the young man spoke just now.

"Why?" the others immediately looked at him curiously and asked.

"I heard that when it comes to the sword contest, there were disciples of Quanzhen Sect guarding and patrolling on the main roads in Huashan to avoid some people catching up with troubled waters. If you don't want to seek death, it's better not to think about ambushing Chongyang Zhenren and others, so as not to steal chickens and lose rice. It's not a good thing to annoy the five top masters." The young man smiled disdainfully. Although he had thought about sneak attacks, the chance of success of this matter was definitely lower than that of sows climbing trees. He would not be stupid enough to seek death.

Sure enough, when they heard the young man's words, the people who were originally ready to move suddenly became quiet. They were not fools. They knew the danger of this matter. If they were one or two top masters, they might try it. But now there are five top masters, and one of these five masters is a poison master, which is definitely not something that they are small figures like the world.

Listening to the conversation between these people, a smile appeared on Tian Daoling's face. These guys didn't even know the real name of the Nine Yin True Sutra, but kept discussing its power and how to plan. I have to say that the conversation between these guys was very interesting.

After a while of rest, Tian Daoling left the restaurant and continued to head towards Huashan-

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At the foot of Mount Hua, there were already crowds of people and extremely lively. Many leaders and elders of major sects gathered here. Anyone who could find a stone could hit a good player in the world. They were all talking about the Huashan Sword Competition that would start next. They had been waiting for more than a month.

However, the Huashan Sword Contest has not officially begun. The disciples of Quanzhen Sect on the main road are maintaining order to avoid some ignorant guys causing trouble and affecting the Sword Contest.

Tiandaoling sat quietly on the branches of a big tree and watched the lively crowd below.

"Look at that side!" Suddenly someone pointed to the east and saw a figure like a ghost, wearing a blue robe and a square scarf of the same color, falling on the top of a big tree.

As the man in blue appeared, another burst of exclamation came from the crowd in the south, west and north.

A group of beggars from the north came over and saw the leader with a rectangular face, a slight whisker under his chin, thick hands and feet, and his clothes were covered with nails, but they were washed clean. He was holding a green bamboo stick in his hand, which was as bright as jade, and a large gourd with vermilion paint on his back.

To the west, a tall man in white clothes walked over. The man had a high nose and deep eyes, his face turned brown and yellow, his eyes looked like iron like a knife, and he was very sharp.

The one who came out from the south was an old monk with his yellow robe, full of majesty every move, and he looked like a person who had been in the upper hand for a long time.

Wherever these three people passed, the people around them all made a way. They all knew that these people were the main figures in the Huashan Sword Contest this time, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng and Duan Zhixing.

When these four people arrived, an ordinary-looking Taoist came down from Huashan. When they saw this person, the disciples of Quanzhen Sect who were maintaining order showed respectful expressions. This person was their master, the leader of Quanzhen Sect Chongyang Zhenren.

Seeing the appearance of Chongyang real person, Huang Yaoshi and the other four came to him instantly.

"The purpose of you here is this secret book, and I don't say much meaningless words here." After the five of you politely condolences to each other, Wang Chongyang took out a slightly yellowed book from his arms. The cover of the book contained four big words, which was exactly the purpose of their sword-making discussion "Nine Yin Sutra".

When everyone saw this secret book, the breathing of everyone present was paused. Everyone's eyes were filled with greed when they looked at the secret book. Many people even touched the weapons around them, but they put them down after thinking that they were all masters around them, but the greed in their hearts did not diminish at all.

"Swish!" Just as they were looking at the Nine Yin Scriptures greedily, a black shadow suddenly flew out from a tree next to them like lightning.

Before everyone could react, the figure had instantly arrived in front of Wang Chongyang and the others.

"Young friend?!" Wang Chongyang and others were very surprised when they looked at the young man who appeared in front of him and others, because he could not see clearly how the young man who exuded this elegant aura came to him. The young man in everyone's eyes was Tian Daoling.

"Come on what you want." Tian Daoling did not answer Wang Chongyang's question. He stretched out his right hand and instantly took the Nine Yin Scriptures on Wang Chongyang's hand.

"Shu Zi'er dare!!!" Seeing Tian Daoling snatching the Nine Yin Scriptures, Ouyang Feng's face suddenly showed an expression of anger, and at the same time, he quickly waved the long staff in his hand, trying to subdue Tian Daoling, a robber who snatched secret books.

"call out!"

Before Ouyang Feng's long staff could touch Tian Daoling, Tian Daoling turned into a lightning and disappeared in front of them, quickly floating towards the top of Mount Hua.

"Chase!"

Seeing Tiandaoling running away, Wang Chongyang and others immediately took action and quickly went up.

"Roll!" Those martial arts people who had originally wanted to steal the Nine Yin True Sutra could no longer bear this situation. When one person shouted loudly, everyone directly broke through the defense of the Quanzhen Sect disciples and ran quickly towards the top of Mount Hua.

When these people were running towards the top of Mount Hua, Tiandaoling had already arrived. He was watching the Nine Yin Scriptures in his hand. He didn't run with all his strength just now, just to let Wang Chongyang and the others see clearly. Otherwise, with his current strength, they would not even be able to react.

Looking at the Nine Yin True Sutra, Tian Daoling showed a look of regret on his face, because the Nine Yin True Sutra is a useless existence to him, and it is many times worse than the Heavenly True Sutra he has practiced.

The Heavenly Dao Gong has improved a lot compared to a hundred years ago. Whether it is internal strength recovery, explosive power, etc., the Nine Yin Scriptures are like a comparison between a sports car and a bicycle, which is not the same level.

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