Chapter 17, Missing the Cross Arm

Chapter 17, Missing the Cross Arm

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The flying eagle flew to Guanghua City with a package dressed in a thousand-faced head.

The woods on both sides of the official road.

A group of birds flapping their wings amid the roar of eagles, flying around in a terrifying manner.

A group of players in the distance, after hearing the roar of the eagle, immediately pulled the reins and showed a shocked look on their faces, looking at the flying eagle's roar and fighting against the direction of the sky.

"Is that murderer reappearing?"

"No, no!"

"Don't scare me, why is he back in Guanghua City..."

"Don't talk nonsense, how could he come over? Don't scare yourself as a timid yourself. If others know, they don't know how to laugh at us!"

The crowd whispered in horror and talked a lot.

...

In the quiet courtyard, a cool breeze swept across from time to time.

The cool breeze blows on the willows, the willow leaves sway in the breeze, the willow branches sway, and the willow leaves sway gently, as if soft ripples spread on the lake surface.

The sun shines on the lake, and the lake is sparkling.

Yang Ling had just changed into clothes, and he looked energetic. Against the backdrop of the scenery of the weak willows and the wind, he showed the style of a warrior. However, the expression on his face was a little unable to blend into this antique fragrance.

His face was unconcealed astonishment, and he looked around.

There is a quiet surroundings, silent.

There should have been a figure of a teacher in the yard, but the children who read, have never seen even one.

"What's going on? Isn't the scholar coming back yet?" Yang Ling couldn't help but wonder in his heart when he saw this scene. Could it be that Monk Xuanbei could still kill Mr. Xuanbei? It shouldn't be. If Monk Xuanbei joins hands with his senior brother, it would be fine. But...

"Ahem!"

A cough containing a vigorous interrupted Yang Ling's random guessing.

After waking up, Yang Ling quickly turned around.

The person who was watching Yang Ling looked slightly shocked and said, "Sir, what's wrong with you? Here..." After seeing the visitor, he was slightly shocked and at the same time let go of his worries. The visitor was Mr. Jiao, but his face was terrifying, and Yang Ling couldn't help asking. However, Mr. Jiao seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and reached out to press it slightly, interrupting him.

"Ahem, the martial arts of Shaolin Temple are indeed unique in the martial arts world..."

The old man coughed twice and said in admiration. "But if the martial arts of the world are from Shaolin, it would be a bit arrogant."

Sure enough, the old man changed his mind and seemed to be full of disdain for this.

Yang Ling was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized that this sentence should have been passed down by Monk Xuanbei. Shaolin Temple became famous because of the martial arts taught by Bodhidharma. Then, it was also declined for a while. It was not until the 13th generation abbot of Shaolin Temple, who was in charge of Shaolin during several martial arts disasters, supported the martial arts worldly mercy and mercy, and made a name for promoting Shaolin's great compassion and mercy and saving all living beings. On the other hand, he won some desperate devils and so on to Shaolin Temple to earn favor from some people.

In the name of Duhua, he has obtained many martial arts masters to Shaolin.

In fact, this is nothing. In the eyes of later generations, it is just a bit ugly. However, people are at least trying to save all living beings and have the name of great compassion and mercy. In this era, they have become an unprecedented strategic vision.

This also made Shaolin Temple gradually become stronger.

It is strange that the Shaolin monks use Buddhism to suppress the fierce fighting and fighting spirit, and the devil who converts to become the guardian of the Dharma. It is strange that Shaolin Temple does not develop in the long run. The devil who converts to the martial arts is not countless martial arts, but also has experienced the baptism of blood and the essence of pure seduction. Therefore, after many past events, Shaolin Temple has such a saying.

At the beginning, this sentence was said to be a strange saying from the head of a sect, but Shaolin Temple did not dare to follow it. She took it with a shameless face. In the end, as time passed, it became the natural pride of Shaolin Temple.

Apart from Yang Ling, ordinary people would not know these secrets so clearly.

"Sir, your body..."

Although Yang Ling understood, he didn't say anything. He was just worried about the old man's body. With his eyes, he could naturally tell that the old man seemed to have suffered a lot of internal injuries, which also took some time to recuperate.

"It's okay. I just need to recuperate for a while before I can recover."

The old teacher waved his hand to interrupt Yang Ling's concern and continued, "I was originally an elder who was released from the Confucian school, and my scientific name was Fang Tongbo. I lived in seclusion in this city to cultivate my mind and cultivate my nature, and teach by words and deeds, so as not to others to set up teachings and fool the people..."

After hearing this, Yang Ling was a little puzzled.

What are you planning to say to me?

However, he finally knew the name of Mr. Jiao, Fang Tongbo. He did not expect that Fang Tongbo was actually the outer releasing elder of the Confucian Sect. The power of this outer releasing elder is to say whether it is big or small, and it is generally judged according to the strict rank of the sect.

Therefore, Yang Ling did not know the status of Mr. Teach's specific sect.

"I originally planned to lead you into the path of devils and accept you as a disciple, but you still fell into the path of devils. Fortunately, your original intention was not lost and you stopped in time and did not cause a huge disaster. However, in the end you still fell into the path of devils, with blood and debts, and missed the enemy with this sect..."

Missed the crossover!

Yang Ling's face was stunned and his heart suddenly shrank.

Sure enough, he immediately heard the original plan of the old teacher. Fang Tongbo said, "I originally planned to clean up your portal, but the cause of your incident was caused by Monk Xuanbei secretly, and I made a mistake of not being aware of it for a while. Besides, you are not a disciple of this sect. Therefore, although I have never been able to blame me for not cleaning up your portal, you still cannot meet the requirements of accepting disciples in this sect."

fortunately!

Listening to Fang Tongbo's regretful tone, Yang Ling's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he looked at him with a strange look, wondering if Fang Tongbo was regretful because he was not a disciple of the Confucian sect and could not clear the door.

In any case, Yang Ling admitted that he was still scared by his words.

Originally, it was impossible to enter the Confucian Sect, but Yang Ling began to hesitate. Whether his decision to join the Confucian Sect was correct, he was far from expecting that in addition to being strict in hierarchy, the Confucian Sect had such high requirements for such a high mind and a decisive way.

"Although the matter is regrettable, it still returns you a favor. I have helped you solve the matter of Monk Xuanbei. He will not cause trouble for you for a while. Because he has been seriously injured by me!" Immediately, Fang Tongbo once again told Yang Ling a good news.

However, after hearing the news, Yang Ling looked at Fang Tongbo carefully. Although the incident could make him happy, he thought of Fang Tongbo's injury. If he beat Monk Xuanbei seriously, how could he be injured?

Could it be that both sides suffered a loss? This idea came to Yang Ling's mind.

"If he hadn't been rescued by someone in the middle of the way, and used a secret move to plot against me, Monk Xuanbei had already died." As if seeing through Yang Ling's doubts, Fang Tongbo spoke and explained: "For this reason, I was also secretly injured and needed to recuperate for a while. I no longer plan to pursue the twists and turns of right and wrong. When my injury is healed, I will personally go to Shaolin Temple and ask why the behavior of Shaolin Temple is no different from the devil's way?!"

After the words came, a breath spread out from Fang Tongbo's body, striking!

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