MTL - The Melon-eating Swordsman In the Ancient Dragon World

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Chapter 358: Making a joke with Lu Xiaofeng

On the early morning of September 14th, before the swaying mist had cleared, there was already a slight sound of footsteps on the path leading to Baiyun Temple, and a figure wearing brocade clothes and a red cloak walked slowly away. Come up.

Lu Xiaofeng went to look for Ye Gucheng yesterday and spent most of the night. Not to mention Ye Gucheng, even Mu Taoist and Gusong layman were missing.

But he was pretty lucky. Through a monk Shengtong who came to repay his kindness, he got a piece of cloth with blood stains and yellow pus, and found Ye Gucheng who was living in a ruined temple.

So Lu Xiaofeng immediately confirmed that Ye Gucheng was indeed poisoned.

Ye Gucheng told Lu Xiaofeng that he did hear the sound of bamboo blowing when he was fighting Tang Tianyi, and he did see a small red snake, but he didn't know who made the move.

Lu Xiaofeng told him that the masters were found by those people who King Ping Nan didn't want to deal with. Those people didn't want to see him win!

And when Lu Xiaofeng returned to Li Yanbei's residence again, she determined that the people behind Gu Qingfeng must be these people who didn't want to see Ye Gucheng win!

They confirmed that Ye Gucheng had been poisoned, so they bought his power and bets from the unknowing Li Yanbei, so that they could reap the benefits after the decisive battle.

"But what does this have to do with Du Tongxuan's bodyguards? Why do they want to kill Mr. Sun and Ouyang Qing?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn’t understand, and he still had something to ask the honest monk, so he came to Baiyun Temple.

“Although I didn’t catch up with Li Yanbei and Gu Qingfeng’s transaction, I won’t miss the vegetarian meal this morning, right? They will all enjoy it, but I am just a hard worker!”

"Others can come, but you can't."

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, "Feng Luo Wutong, this Wutong tree is your burial place."

Lu Xiaofeng's brain was spinning, and several guesses had already flashed through her mind.

"yes."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "Do you know who I am?"

 The little phoenix flew over and died under the tree!

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, "You really know who I am."

Lu Xiaofeng shook her head and sighed as she arrived at the gate of Baiyun Temple. Then she found that the gate of Baiyun Temple had been opened, but there was no one inside or outside the door. Only the sound of Taoist priests chanting sutras came from the backyard.

The middle-aged Taoist priest moved his steps and revealed the sycamore tree behind him. A piece of the bark of the sycamore tree was peeled off, and eight characters were written on it in cinnabar.

 The middle-aged Taoist priest did not answer, but sneered, "You are in the wrong place."

Lu Xiaofeng blinked, "Isn't this Baiyun Temple?"

So Lu Xiaofeng entered the Taoist temple in a familiar way, passed through the front yard, walked around the main hall, passed through the narrow door, and came to the backyard. Then she saw a middle-aged Taoist priest in green clothes and a yellow crown, carrying a sword on his back, standing on the sycamore tree in the middle of the backyard. Next, looked at him coldly.

 “Why can’t we come to Baiyun Temple?”

Lu Xiaofeng asked tentatively, "Is Master Gu Qingfeng here? Are Mu Daoren, Su Shaoying and the others here?"

 Do these people think that I have learned some secrets from Mr. Sun and Ouyang Qing, so they plan to kill me to silence them?

 In this case, are Su Shaoying and the three of them in danger?

 Could it be that when they arrived at Baiyun Temple, they were already in trouble and were plotted, so there was no movement?

Lu Xiaofeng's heart has sunk. Although the leader of the Northern Sect and the Quanzhen Longmen Ancestral Court is not simple, he is also ready to force his way into Baiyun Temple.

However, Lu Xiaofeng still wanted to confirm again, "We are strangers, and we have no old or new grudges. Why do you insist on taking my life?"

"Because you are Lu Xiaofeng!" After the middle-aged Taoist finished speaking, he pulled out the sword with his backhand. At the same time, the sword was stirred by his internal energy, and a clear and bright sword chant almost echoed throughout the small courtyard.

“What a sword!” Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed. This sword was as bright as autumn water and could be tempered into steel. It was worthy of being held by a wealthy Baiyun Temple disciple.

The sound of the sword chanting was like a signal. Just as the middle-aged Taoist priest drew his sword, six more Taoist priests in the same attire suddenly appeared in the small courtyard.

 Seven men, seven swords!

Almost instantly, seven Taoist priests surrounded Lu Xiaofeng in the center and took action at the same time. It turned out to be the secret of the Quanzhen Sect of the North Sect of Taoism, the Big Dipper Formation!

Buddhism has the Vajra Arhat, and Taoism has the Big Dipper. These two sets of protective formations of Buddhism and Taoism have always been known together in the world. At that time, the Shaolin Arhat Formation had a brilliant record of exhausting the devil's blood **** son to death. Quanzhen Pai also had the glorious experience of using the seven-star formation to crush a group of evil spirits.

 So, when these seven Taoist priests formed an array, and the middle-aged Taoist priest who was the hub of the formation was still a first-class swordsman with an agile sword movement, the Big Dipper array was stimulated to great power.

The sword light flashed and formed a sword net. Lu Xiaofeng was like a fish caught in the net. Not only could he not escape from the net, but he also had almost no chance to fight back.

However, just when the sword net was getting tighter and tighter, as if it would hurt Lu Xiaofeng in the next moment, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly sighed.

"The sword is a good sword, and the swordsmanship is also good. It's a pity that you people are wrong."

As he finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly took action. With a twist and a push, he had already brought the Taoist in green in front of him to his side, and used his sword to break his formation.

The seven swords jingled together, but Lu Xiaofeng had already escaped.

But at this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded, and then a sword light lit up from the wall of the small courtyard, turning into a cold light and lightning, and pierced Lu Xiaofeng's throat.

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng had just escaped from the seven-star formation. It was when his footing was not stable and his breath was uneven. The timing of the arrival was excellent. Although his swordsmanship was not as strong as Ye Gucheng's flying fairy, it was far better than what he had just done. Above the Taoist people.

 But at this moment, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled, and then suddenly stretched out two fingers.

The next moment, the sword light stopped, the sword energy disappeared, and it had already stabbed in front of Lu Xiaofeng. There were two extra fingers on both sides of the sword edge, which was only three inches away from Lu Xiaofeng's throat.

It was only then that the man holding the sword heard Lu Xiaofeng’s laughter.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and looked at Yin Xian in front of her, but Yin Xian, who had just sneered, looked at Lu Xiaofeng in surprise.

Although he did not have murderous intent and was confident that he could deflect the sword at the last moment, he never thought that his sword would be caught so easily by Lu Xiaofeng.

At this moment, Gu Qingfeng, Mu Daoren and Su Shaoying all appeared in the small courtyard.

Taoist Mu laughed and said, "I have said before that Ye Gucheng's Tianwai Feixian and Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi Finger are both unparalleled martial arts in the world. Do you believe it now?"

Gu Qingfeng nodded and smiled, "We finally have our eyes opened, I admire you!"

Yin Xian also sighed, "Lu Xiaofeng is indeed Lu Xiaofeng."

 Gu Qingfeng came to the foot of the sycamore tree with a chuckle, waved his sleeves and brushed away the cinnabar writing, "Master Lu must have seen by now that this is just..."

Lu Xiaofeng responded calmly, "This is just a joke."

 (End of this chapter)