Martial Arts: 3000 Net Sword Slaves At The Start

After entering the temple, the old man took a glance and saw Nangong Ye and others in the temple, he couldn't help frowning.

Because Nangong Ye and his party are sitting in the very center of the temple.

If they want to rest, they have to go to the corner.

"Young master." The old man walked up to Nangong Ye, "I wonder if you can make room for us.

"There are too many people on our side, and there is no room to sit next to them."

Nangong Ye didn't reply, he closed his eyes and was speechless.

Luan Shen coldly said, "Stay away, Young Master Yun Gong doesn't like to be disturbed."

Choked by Chaos God, the old man's face became angry, "You junior, you are so rude."

"Walking Rivers and Lakes when you go out, giving convenience to others is giving convenience to yourself."

"It's just that it's not difficult to give us a little space?"

Luan Shen glanced coldly and did not reply, but a cold murderous aura had already begun to emanate from his body.

Six Swords Slave was originally a net killer, without Nangong Ye's suppression, his behavior style has always been indifferent.

If the old man talks more nonsense, they will really take action.

After the murderous aura of Chaos God erupted, the temperature inside the ruined temple dropped rapidly.

Locked by the murderous aura of Chaos God, the old man trembled, and his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

I thought these people were very young and not very strong.

I didn't expect that a random person would have such a terrifying aura.

The dozen or so guards around Miss were also on high alert.

Take the sword with you and be ready to strike at any time.

"Okay, Steward Li, they are the ones who came here first, so let's not let it go."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Ms. Miao Ling stepped forward to apologize, "I'm sorry, my lord.

"The next family member has acted inappropriately, please don't embarrass me, young master."

After finishing speaking, the woman bowed gracefully, and then stepped aside.

They rested in the corner of the ruined temple, with a dozen guards sandwiched in the middle to prevent accidents.

Sensing that Luan Shen withdrew his murderous intent, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, I was afraid for a while.

It was really dangerous just now, I really walked around the edge of the cliff.

The two guards picked up some dry wood and lit the bonfire.

Not long after, two groups of people came outside the door.

The one who came in first was a young man with a proud face, followed by four guards.

The guards wear swords and look like Rivers and Lakes people.

They also took a glance after entering the door, and then sat down in the corner on the other side.

The last one came was a scholar, dressed in coarse cloth, with a book crown on his head, and carrying a book on his back, as if he was going to Beijing to rush for an exam.

When the scholar saw that the temple was full of people from the Martial Forest and they were wearing swords, they couldn't help being a little scared.

He timidly glanced at the crowd, not daring to come in, he lifted the foot he stepped in, turned around and wanted to leave.

But at this time, there was loud thunder in the sky, the wind became more violent, and the rain became more severe.

The torrential rain fell like a waterfall outside the sky, and there was no shelter outside the temple.

Scholars are neither advancing nor retreating, and they are caught in a dilemma for a while.

At this time, the woman in the corner said, "Master, it's raining too much outside, why don't you just rest here."

"Young master, if you don't mind, you can sit here."

When the scholar heard this, his face lit up.

Nangong Ye and his group were as indifferent as frost, and the young man was too arrogant. Only this young girl did not look like a bad person.

The scholar walked up to the woman, bowed down and gave a half-respect, gratefully saying: "Thank you for your help, Miss, I will be polite to Xia Lin Zhilan."

The woman smiled and asked, "Looking at the gentleman's gentleness, I don't know where this trip is going?"

Lin Zhilan said: "I want to go to the Imperial City of Central Region to take the imperial examination."

He clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes shone brightly, "Eighteen years of studying hard in the cold window, once the success or failure depends entirely on this, next time I will definitely go to high school, to honor my ancestors.

Although martial arts is strong in this world, learning martial arts requires a lot of gold and silver.

Common people simply cannot afford it.

So in fact, there are more people who study literature than martial arts.

Although the Great Qin Dynasty declined, it was still the master of the world after all.

The imperial examination held every three years is still a grand event yearned for by scholars all over the world.

As long as you are in high school, you can leap into the dragon's gate and make your ancestors shine.

The smile on the young lady's face grew stronger, and she said: "Then I'm right here, congratulations to Mr. Lin on his high school graduation."

Lin Zhilan touched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Looking at Miss Miaoling's pretty face, a slight redness appeared on his face.

The current him is exactly the same as the poor scholar who met the rich lady for the first time in the storybook.

As time passed, the rain outside showed no sign of calming down.

The splashing rain combined with lightning and thunder made the outside of the ruined temple noisy.

In the ruined temple, the four groups of people and horses were divided into three places, each lighting a bonfire without speaking.

Compared with the noise outside, the inside of the ruined temple was quiet.

Butler Li next to the woman suddenly chuckled and said, "Everyone, I'm waiting to meet you here today" and it's also by fate.

"Looking at the weather, the heavy rain won't stop in a short time. Why don't we get to know each other and make friends."

"My master is the head of the Zhao family in Wuxi City. This is my young lady. This time I am going on a long trip and returning home."

"I wanted to hurry up and reach Wuxi City before dark, but I didn't want to encounter a heavy rain, so I had to hide in this ruined temple."

When the old man spoke, he looked towards Nangong Ye.

In fact, what he wanted to know most was the identity of the Nanshi Yeshi pedestrians.

If you find out their identities, you will be able to know whether they are friends or foes. Prepare early, this is also for the sake of Miss's safety.

The scholar has already introduced himself, so there is no need to mention it again.

The young master in the corner said proudly, "This Young Master is Leng Feng, the young master of the Shenjian Sect in Qingyuan City. This time he came out to foray into the Rivers and Lakes. He wants to test the sword in the world with his long sword."

"The list of the Qianlong list that will be updated in a month will definitely have the name of my divine sword, Leng Feng."

"You must have mentioned my name of the Divine Sword Sect, right?"

Nangong Ye opened his eyes and glanced at everyone.

The scholar Lin Zhilan had a blank expression on his face, obviously he had never heard of Shenjianmen at all.

Although Steward Li and the young girl's faces remained unchanged, they obviously didn't know about the Divine Sword Sect.

It's just that they didn't show it on their faces.

Butler Li chuckled, *`~ It turned out to be a young hero from the Divine Sword Sect, really disrespectful and disrespectful. "

"Old man, I have heard of the name of the Divine Sword Sect a long time ago. When I saw the young man today, he really is a young talent like no other in a thousand."

Leng Feng laughed out loud when he heard this.

I didn't hear it at all, butler Li was speaking perfunctorily.

Everyone introduced it once, only Nangong Ye and his party were silent.

They all looked to this side, waiting for someone to speak.

However, they waited for a long time, but no one spoke.

Nangong Ye closed his eyes and meditated, he didn't speak, neither Six Swords Nu nor the Shocked Salamander could open their mouths.

Seeing Nangong Ye and others ignoring everyone, the atmosphere was a little cold for a while.

At this time, Leng Feng suddenly spoke, and said in a deep voice: "We have all revealed our identities, why don't you tell us?"

"Isn't it an unidentified or wanted fugitive?"

Nangong Ye slowly opened his closed eyes, expressionless.

In this world, there are always some people who are rude.

But I don't know that if you say the wrong thing, you will die.

Murderous aura began to emerge from Six Swords Slave's body.

Originally it was just a shelter from the rain, they were too lazy to talk to these ants.

Unexpectedly, the ants want to seek death for themselves (the money is good).

Just when Chaos God was about to make a move, a burst of Buddha's chant suddenly came from outside the temple.

"Amitābha, this benefactor, beware of misfortune coming out of his mouth."

This voice contains profound Internal Energy, mighty and mighty, rushing towards the face.

Hearing this voice, Luan Shen stopped the killing intent.

He could feel that the strength of the incoming person was not weaker than himself.

Compared with the visitors, Leng Feng and the other five are just ants, so don't worry about it.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost!"

Leng Feng was ridiculed for his rude words, and was furious on the spot, "Get out of here, Young Master!"

He didn't realize at all that it was this monk who suddenly made a sound and saved himself a gold.

"call!"

A cold wind blew open the temple gate.

Everyone looked outside the door, only to see a monk wearing Kasaya with nine ring scars on his head standing there.

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