"I use a knife, realm... I am probably a top-level real person with a first-class combat awareness. I either often travel to Xuanhuang, kill monsters, and accumulate rich combat experience, or I have specialized in learning assassination techniques and assassination techniques."

Linghu Tang, standing side by side on the river bank, talked with Hua Jizi about the mysterious swordsman who had just helped. Senior brother of Shujian Sect made his own judgment.

"I can't see the realm, but his grasp of the fighter jet is definitely a master level, which is amazing." Hua Jizi continued, "Who among the monk friends we know uses swords?"

"Many people use swords, but few of them have this level. We know that only Ouyang Zizai of Tiandao Sect and Tang Li, the casual cultivator, are the swords of the two of them..."

Linghu Tang paused for a moment, and his idea was written, "It's relatively straightforward and brighter."

Hua Jizi smiled softly and nodded.

The mysterious swordsman's swordsman's sword intent was fierce and cruel, and it also revealed an indescribable and gloomy feeling, unlike the authentic sword techniques of famous families.

The two of them suddenly realized something, exchanged a look tacitly, and then smiled immediately.

The mysterious swordsman was sent by Shangxie Sect to secretly protect Yue Lihua, but because of the sudden appearance of Chao Feiyi, the master of the second mountain of Lishan, he failed to rescue the saint of this sect in time, so he took the opportunity to help Linghu Tang and Hua Jizi retreat Chao Feiyi.

The two of them reached a conclusion and were about to leave when a voice came from behind: "Do you know the fellow Taoist who uses a knife?"

The two turned around and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. The man looked very simple in clothes, but his standing posture was like a straight iron tree. His cold aura contained unparalleled energy.

Linghu Tang bowed and said, "I have met Senior Tie."

Hua Jizi also bowed his hand, but his expression was a little obvious doubt.

Linghu Tang said: "We speculate that the man is the guardian of Shangxie Sect, and Senior Tie did not see the identity of that man?"

Tie Zhongliu shook his head, then nodded again, and said, "From the sword force that leaves no room for nothing, it is really possible that it is the lineage of evil cultivators."

Speaking of this, Tie Zhongliu pondered for a moment and continued, "If you want to see that girl Yue again, you can go to my mother's palace."

"Thank you for your advice, senior," Linghu Tang said sincerely, thought for a while, and then continued: "Mr. Tie, I have a question in my heart. I wonder if I can ask you to solve your doubts?"

Before Linghu Tang could ask a question, Tie Zhongliu replied: "I owe Lishan a favor, and Young Hero Linghu should know about this."

Linghu Tang said: "Mr. Tie has been sharpening a sword for ten years to discuss the Tao of Xuanhu this time. Now he is eager to cut off cause and effect, and he is focused on swordsmanship. I understand this feeling, but what puzzles me is that in order to cut off personal cause and effect, can one really do things regardless of good or evil?"

"There are straw dogs under the great road!" The iron roared and said, "Just be ashamed of your heart."

Linghu Tang asked back: "Can Mr. Tie really be worthy of his heart?"

Tie Zhongliu smiled indifferently, "You will understand in the future." He nodded and turned around and left.

Linghu Tang and Hua Jizi returned to their residence.

"Brother, are we going to my mother's palace?"

"certainly."

"When to go? How to go?"

"During the Lishan Conference, I went to pick up people with great fanfare."

"Haha, OK!"

Under the swaying lanterns and candlelight, the conversation between the two young monks from far to near... and then from near to far. When the two walked to Wushuang Inn and walked in together.

The next day, the news of the marriage between Lishan and Qin had spread throughout Wushuang City, which immediately caused storms and rain. For a moment, the monks who gathered here were discussing this matter, especially those who knew about the relationship between Linghu Tang of Shujian Sect and Ren Zhiling, the senior sister of Lishan, were extremely excited and excited about this, and looked forward to the show.

In fact, they didn't wait long. Linghu Tang, who lived in Wushuang Inn, quickly responded. Shortly after the incident of Ren Zhiling and the prince of Qin's engagement came out, the incident of Linghu Tang gathering a group of casual cultivators in his personal name also spread among the monks who came to attend the meeting.

The discussion was even more intense.

"What is Linghu Tang doing? Should he take a group of mobs to Lishan to grab the bride?"

"Su Wen Shu Jian Sect's senior brother is talented and elegant, so he can do such a ridiculous thing?"

"Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty barrier. It seems that the first genius of the younger generation of Shujian Sect cannot be spared."

...

No matter what outsiders say, Linghu Tang still does his own way and continues to set up a banquet at Wushuang Inn, and invites all the casual cultivators in Wushuang City to strengthen his "bride-grabbing team".

Those casual cultivators either valued the power of the Book Sword Sect, admired Linghu Tang's style, were dissatisfied with the marriage between Lishan and Qin, or simply joined in the fun, etc., and rushed to have a drink.

The day before the Lishan Conference officially began, the young man from the bamboo sword and Princess Liang who lived with Wushuang Inn also climbed to the second floor and took over the glass of "Wine" from Linghu Tang.

"It seems that you are not a real butcher guy." Linghu Tang was slightly surprised when he saw the skewer boy.

"Professional casual cultivator, part-time selling meat." Guo Daludao.

Linghu Tang laughed it off.

Guo Dalu rubbed his hands and said, "After jumping into the river that night, I went back and thought about it carefully. I felt that I had done a bit too much. This time I specially joined your bride-robbing army in the hope of regaining some image."

Linghu Tang nodded with a smile, without explaining much.

On the second day, the Lishan Conference officially began. The monks who came from afar climbed the mountain one after another. The monks who originally wanted to come to Lishan to meet opportunities and marriage had the opportunity to watch a heavy "striving for a good show". The monks invisibly looked forward to this conference.

At that time, if Linghu Tang can fight with the prince of Qin, it will undoubtedly be more perfect. After all, there are not so many opportunities to watch the two geniuses showdown on the spot, and the benefits are self-evident.

As for the mobs gathered by Linghu Tang, everyone didn't care much about it. Although Lishan is not a top sect in the Xuan Realm, it is a blessed land that is given by the superior immortals. It has a profound foundation and is still not under much pressure to deal with some casual cultivators. Linghu Tang's "robbing the bride" this time proved to be a ridiculous farce from the beginning.

However, to everyone's surprise, Linghu Tang and his "bride-grabbing team" did not appear at the conference until the Lishan Conference officially began.

Just as everyone was wondering about Linghu Tang's conspiracy in secret, the two mountain masters of Lishan received a report. Linghu Tang was taking the group of casual cultivators to Lao Mother's Hall. It is said that the group followed the ceremony, brought enough tributes, and went for a pilgrimage in a low-key and humble manner, without any intention or trend of making trouble.

After everyone learned the news, they were a little disappointed while puzzled. Linghu Tang had been making trouble for so long, but he didn't expect that it would be such a result of heavy thunder and small rain.

The two mountain masters of Lishan suddenly realized: Linghu Tang’s target was not Ren Zhiling, but Yue Lihua!

But now that Lishan and Qin are about to marry each other, the two mountain masters really have no time to go and find out. It would be fine if they really worshipped their mother. If they were diversions from the mountain or had other conspiracies hidden, they would fall into a trap when they went there. They would turn against Linghu Tang at that time. If they were tortured Ren Zhiling and Prince Qin’s marriage, they would suffer a great loss.

After a little thought, the mountain master Huaijixue sent two elders and several high-level deacons to deal with it. Anyway, Yue Lihua has been suppressed by the magic circle, and there is also a stone statue of the old mother in the hall. Even if a grand master comes in person, it is difficult to rescue people. It is better to respond to changes in the same way.

When the two elders of Lishan rushed to the old mother's palace, Linghu Tang and others had been stopped by the deacons in the palace, and the two sides are now communicating and negotiating.

"The Creation Mother, Puli is infinite! You can worship my mother, but there must be a rule: Some people can worship, some people can't worship, and cats can enter the palace to worship. At that time, it will disturb my mother's purity and will be disrespectful."

The deacon of the Shoushan stopped everyone with a arrogant expression, glanced at one by one, and then pointed his hand at some point: "For example, the little girl holding candied haws in her hand... Why are you doing such a fierce expression? You won't say you are a casual cultivator, right? Then that's fine. You come out now, I can give you a punch, you come out and hit me!"

Liang Hongli walked out timidly.

The deacon looked "I'm teasing me" with a look of "I'm teasing me", shook his head and curled his lips and sighed, then pointed to his stomach and said, "See if you don't, just hit me, come on, hit me, don't..."

Before the word "fear" was said, I replaced it with a mouthful of old blood.

The little girl's fist slowly retracted from the abdomen of the deacon, and she looked at the deacon with her cute big eyes.

The deacon, whose internal organs seemed to be broken into pieces, reluctantly asked Liang Hongli: "Miss, what are you doing?"

"I'm selling skewers."

"Then go back and sell skewers! What are you doing here? What should you do if your parents can't find you later? Are you filial? "

Liang Hongli: "..."

The deacon no longer paid attention to Liang Hongli, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes wandered, and finally fell on Guo Dalu, and he pointed at him, "That guy carrying bamboo comes out for me, don't look around, I'm talking about you! Why are you fighting against a bamboo? Do you think you are a panda? You have something wrong with it! I have tolerated you for a long time? Do you know? He just cut a bamboo and dared to pretend to be a knife cultivator, thinking he could challenge me? You come out now, I'll let you cut three first!"

Guo Dalu walked out with a bamboo knife in fear and fear.
Chapter completed!