Chapter 179

There are many people who want to kill Wang Qian. Ling Yun admires the courage of these people. Can they grow up to this point? Do they really think that they are a deadly robber?

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The monk of Zifeng mountain who didn't return all night aroused the anger of the elder of Zifeng mountain in Qingquan County, "they haven't come back yet?"

One five territory and one six territory are all masters of Zifeng mountain. The Pingnan army of Zhao and Song Dynasties was about to arrive in Qingquan county. At that time, they had to negotiate terms with them, and they had some confidence. Moreover, Qingquan county was not the only one in Zifeng mountain. The monks of tingyuezong and Hehuan mountain were all here, as well as the major monks of other states, They are not a Zifeng mountain can be reckless, but occupy the home advantage, will not eat too much loss.

Qingquan county is inclined to the south. The Pingnan army, as the name suggests, is aimed at the monks here. They have collected a lot of information about the Pingnan army. The general of the Pingnan army is Wu Yuan, the son of King Wu who swept the north more than ten years ago. He is very resourceful and good at forbearance. He is not a good character to deal with. In addition, he wants to deal with Wu Yuan, It's hard!

So we can only stabilize Wu Yuan for a while.

"Elder Hui, he hasn't come back yet." The friar of Zifeng mountain said in a low voice.

The elder of Zifeng mountain snorted heavily, "send someone out to look for it. Be careful not to offend the wrong people. Qingquan county is now crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Be careful."

"Yes

When Zifeng mountain's disciples went out, Zifeng mountain's elder's eyelids leaped. Of course, he knew where the two men had gone. It's a common thing in recent years, and there's never been any trouble. But when Pingnan army came, something happened, "don't get into trouble with Pingnan army."

There are more than 100 forces in Qingquan County, of which 30% are monks from other states. Most of them come to see the situation. The rest of the clans are on the lookout. The remaining seven clans are mountain gates in Nanye. The arrival of Pingnan army represents that Zhao and song chose to stand on the side of Confucianism and Legalism, so both sides are doomed to be incompatible.

This is also the signal of the implementation of Li fa ce Lun. So as long as Pingnan army comes, Qingquan county will be more chaotic than before.

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Ling Yun did not take the official road. Instead, they took the mountain road. They had walked most of the way from the capital to Qingquan county. In two days, they could get to Qingquan county. Ling Yun was lying on the back of green donkey with an ordinary rope in his hand. He separated 21 small chains and tied them to the necks of 21 friars.

Among them, there are three female friars, who are over 50 years old. Their accomplishments are between the four and five realms. They are all dishevelled and their clothes are in tatters. The worst one is a bruised face. The worst one is a young elder at the Ninth level gate attached to tingyue mountain. He is over 100 years old. He is at the top of the six realms. He has lost an arm and a leg, He is the most rebellious and the one who was beaten the most by Lingyun.

Only those who are the real enemies of Ling Yun will know that he is terrible. If he is killed directly, it's a good thing. However, he has few good feelings.

It's not that no one wants to die. It's just a matter of a knife. It's just that this seemingly elegant young man was killed after he learned his identity.

Ding Jing and Lin Xin don't think Ling Yun has gone too far. It may be more cruel than now for such a thing to happen in the field of cultivation. However, these friars of five or six realms are really poor compared with other states. No wonder Nanye state is never mentioned in Kyushu.

The other eight states, even forget Youzhou, there will be a few people who can hold hands, but Nanye is not one.

Ling Yun holds the rope in one hand and the sugar gourd in the other. Ding Jing sits in front of the carriage with her chin on. Lin Xin runs to the top of the carriage and takes a sip of wine from time to time. He thinks that most of the friars in Qingquan county are fools. He doesn't even know what his opponent is, so he wants to stop them.

The Confucianists and Legalists may not have made much effort in Qingquan County, but they are not afraid of it. They just don't want to deal with it. There is a deadlock. The emergence of Pingnan army, more specifically, the emergence of Lingyun, will break the deadlock and completely break the original "calm".

So no matter what, it's a stupid and idiotic act to intercept and kill the Pingnan army. No matter whether the Pingnan army plays a role or not, as long as a few people die, it will become an opportunity to break the deadlock.

Now, better, come out and kill, and be held by the Lingyun, holding the initiative in the hands of the two Confucian scholars. When they are going to try to put you in the right place, it's not the people who has the final say.

Ling Yun turned over and gave green donkey a mouthful of wine and a drumstick

Green donkey holding a chicken leg, three under five divided by two swallowed, Ding Jing holding forehead, she is also recently learned to drink meat donkey. Ling Yun propped up his head with one hand, folded his legs together, bent one leg, and said, "what do you think of going to kill an army?"

"My young brother didn't mention your head, did he?" Ling Yun asked.

But no one answered him, Lingyun can only feel dozens of pairs of cold eyes, Lingyun reluctantly patted green donkey's head, said: "green brother, do you think you secretly run to mention their head?"

Green donkey shook his head, showing disdain in his eyes, which means that he just doesn't look up to these people and is not qualified to play.

"Little brother, who are you?" An old man panted and asked, "you let me go, I will give you unexpected benefits!"

Ling Yun touched his chin and said with a smile, "are there any monks in Qinglin mountain among you?"

"I am. But my little brother is old with me in Qinglin mountain?" There was a look of joy in the old monk's eyes. Ling Yun just thought of Qinglin mountain.

When he was wandering, the most powerful monk Mountain Gate he had ever seen was Qinglin mountain, and Qinglin mountain had the worst attitude towards himself, so some of his problems might be involved in it. Anyway, it would be a clue.

"Old, of course!" Ling Yun said with a smile, and opened the iron ring around the old Friar's neck between his fingers. "Don't run fast, you will lose your head."

"Since I'm old with Qinglin mountain, how can I run away?" The old friar came to Ling Yun. Ling Yun put the Tang knife on his neck, smiling.

The old friar arched his hand and said, "what do you mean, little brother?"

"Why did you come to kill the Pingnan army?" Ling Yun's smile suddenly disappeared and his tone was cold.

The old friar stood on his head in sweat and hair. He looked young, but he had outstanding strength. He must be a disciple of a big force. They couldn't afford it. Moreover, the killing of Pingnan army was promised by a big man in other states. As long as he succeeded, there would be unimaginable benefits.

But what he can't say is that the whole Qinglin mountain is gone.

"Well... I just listen to people. I can share some good things, but the origin of that person is mysterious, and I don't know his identity." The old friar said with a smile.

Ling Yun threw a pot of wine to the old Friar and said with a smile, "it should be from other states. Take the wine and drink it. Take good care of yourself."

"Thank you, little brother. I'll thank you again when I get to Qingquan county." The old man looked up and took a sip of wine, but the next moment the wine came out of his throat.

Ling Tian said indifferently: "at a small age, Qingquan county is a family affair, and it can't be interfered by outsiders; In the greater sense, it is a crime of treason and should be put to death. "

Ling Yun took the knife calmly. He rode on green donkey and turned to look at the remaining 20 monks behind him. "Qinglin mountain, Zifeng mountain, which gate do you say you belong to, or do I ask them one by one?"

"Are you not afraid of our joint revenge when you act like this?" A female friar said coldly.

Ling Yun rubs his temple. Are these monks really stupid? They also joined hands to retaliate. I'm afraid the Legalists in Qingquan county are eager for your revenge.

"I'm the people of Zhao and Song dynasties. I'm a swordsman of Tianyi academy, and I'm also a Confucian student," Ling Yun said with some discomfort. "How do you want to revenge?"

"If you are used to being an immortal worshipped by mortals on the mountain, do you really think that you can turn your hands over for the clouds and cover your hands with the rain?" Ling Yun said sarcastically. "I have written half of Li fa ce Lun. Qingquan county is just a microcosm of the world of Kyushu. Is it the trend of the times? Do you really think that you are the one who can stir up the world? Can a few interceptions change the situation? "

"It's just practice, but it's not practice. I think you still have to practice your brain," Ling Yun said speechlessly, "but after all, I can give you a chance to live."

"What chance?" Asked a middle-aged friar.

Ling Yun took out a bunch of sugar gourd to eat again, and said, "the collective intelligence of you 20 people at the mountain gate, the current situation of Qingquan County, is very clear. I can let you go."

"Twenty people, if one person says three or five, I can also consider it," Ling Yun said, pointing to the middle-aged monk with a turn of his eyes. "Otherwise, you can find someone to work with you. You can write down the information about each other's family and give it to me. If I think it's OK, I'll let you go."

Ling Yuncai doesn't care about the authenticity of these people's writings. He just wants them to kill each other. Once there is suspicion in his heart, it is a thorn that can never be pulled out.

He just wanted these human bodies to know how sad and humiliating it was to be manipulated by others. If the friars could not understand these, they should not practice.

All living beings are under the way of heaven, thousands of years and thousands of years, and no friars are comfortable breaking away from the way of heaven. There is no freedom to talk about. The freedom they want is nothing but to decide the life and death of a person they don't like. It's a bullshit freedom to be above everyone and play with the fate of others?

It's a bullshit practice!

"How's it going? Do you want to write it or not? " Ling Yun looks at the middle-aged monk with a gentle smile.

The middle-aged monk gave a wry smile. He was not a fool. If he agreed to Ling Yun, he would be trapped by Ling Yun. I'm afraid all of them would tell the news about their mountain gate.

"I write!" The nun who began to speak stood up and said, "I'll write it down. Will you really let me go?"

Ling Yun shook his head, "of course not, I said put, is can not die."

"I write!"

Her eyes are firm and resolute. The most important thing is to be able to live. Naturally, there is a way to deal with the mountain gate. But if she dies, everything will be mended, and no one will take revenge on her.

Ling Yun nodded slightly and said with a smile, "then write it. Who are you going to write about?"

"I've got news of the Mountain Gate myself." She said coldly.

Ling Yun snapped his fingers and said, "this is OK. If you write it down, you can live to Qingquan county. I'll verify it one by one. If it's false, you may not be as good as dead."

"Don't think that when you get to Qingquan County, you'll have a chance to walk away from me. It's naive," Ling Yun said after eating the last sugar gourd. "I've written to the Confucian and Legalist families in Qingquan county. It depends on your mountain gate. If you have the courage to ask for someone."