This Was Not the Case Back Then (13)

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Blood Sword Xuanyuan - This is how someone described Ling Xuezhao, the master of Xuanyuan Temple.

People who meet him for the first time often misjudge him. But it's no wonder that from his thin and frail appearance or his slightly pale complexion, it's really hard to tell that this young man, who is less than three years old, has bloody hands. If the evil heretics he had killed came back to life, they would immediately form a large sect and add a new force to the evil ways.

His sword doesn't look like a-

But in fact it is not a sword born from the righteous martial arts to defend the righteous way. The thick smell of blood seemed to be irreversible. If he were to find an opponent among ordinary evil sects, it would only be considered an insult to him. His sword is a murderous thing tempered from fighting. The words "kill Yingye" have followed him closely since he first mastered swordsmanship at the age of twenty-five.

The murderer from Lushan - more people describe young people like this.

If we talk about the swordsman's swordsmanship, it is a journey in search of some kind of answer. Ling Xuezhao's answer had already been given in his swordsmanship. The edge of his sword is like a devil's kiss that is eternally seeking new blood. From the moment he unsheathed his weapon, Leng Feng's direction was bound to be the streak of red blood spilling into the air.

His sword is not only a terrifying blade that blows blood, but also a unique benchmark in the sword world.

His swordsmanship abandoned all the supreme pursuit of swordsmanship. He doesn't want to be gorgeous, simple, strong, quick, or flexible. All he wants is to effectively eliminate his opponents, that's all. His sword is bloodthirsty and cruel, worshiping death and indifferent to the sword. And in contrast, what makes all swordsmen who aspire to swordsmanship look down upon is that extraordinarily powerful thing - in this year's battle at Lawless Cliff, Ling Xuezhao single-handedly killed the three major protectors of the Demon Sect and the Killing Sect with his own hands. There are more than a hundred people. It shocked the Central Plains and made a great contribution to the sky. Yu Dang was promoted to the master of Xuanyuan Temple, one of the twenty-eight temples.

In view of the long history of Lushan Sword Temple, it is also the first of his descendants to achieve such extraordinary feats at such a young age. Ling Xuezhao did have the ability to ignore the way of swordsmanship.

This will not be the first sword that is mainly used for killing, nor will it be the last. However, in today's righteous path, the existence of such a killing sword is unique. No matter how bad his reputation is and how many people criticize him behind his back, no one will deny that this young man will occupy a place that cannot be ignored in the sword world in the future - even if he himself doesn't care about it at all. Things are the same.

Ling Xuezhao can be said to be the first swordsman genius in Lushan Sword Temple in the past ten years.

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But if we talk about the first person in the Ling family to create great achievements in martial arts, it must be Ling Cong, the master of Tian Cong Guan, who calls him Young Thunder Lord.

Although this man's surname is Ling, he is a descendant of the Ling family of Lushan Jianguan, but he has never learned even a single move of Lushan Jianguan's martial arts.

To put it bluntly, this incident was a scandal more than 20 years ago. Although the members of the Ling family's seventh house are arranged in an orderly manner, their seniority is not determined by seniority. Ling Hanzhong came from one of the four rooms of the Ling family. Apart from him, Ling Hanzhong also had a younger brother in the fourth room.

Twenty-five years ago, Ling Hanzhong, who was just in his prime, won the position of head due to the rule of "not passing on from disciple to son". He was full of energy and it was time to show off his talents. For this reason, he didn't even go to the invitation of the Sword Immortal Cottage. Instead, he gave up this position, fulfilled other disciples, and got it. In fact, everyone knew that he did not want to waste those twenty years in the Sword Immortal Cottage. When he came back, things would be different, and no one would take his general view seriously. In order to avoid losing power, he gave up his absolute strength and chose to cultivate his own power.

His brother was naturally his first choice. At that time, his younger brothers were all top-notch martial arts talents. The two brothers had similar talents. The younger brother was less tied to affairs and soon surpassed his older brother in swordsmanship. He became a popular swordsman in Jiangnan martial arts. Unfortunately, he fell in love with a woman from Yuntian Palace. The two met in the rivers and lakes, and were originally enemies of life and death. They are similar in martial arts and intelligence, but after fighting for a long time, they developed inexplicable feelings. Later, the thunder in the sky stirred up the fire in the earth, and they turned into mutual love and became out of control.

Ling Hanzhong had a long history of being spoiled by his own family, and his younger brother was spoiled to the extreme by him. Although he is not as evil as Ling Qingshu, he can be regarded as lawless in his contempt for orthodoxy. They made a private life-long arrangement with that woman, and when they returned to Lushan, the three of them had children who were half a year old together.

The Four Outer Paths and the Seven Crowns of the White King have always been at odds with each other. Not to mention the cliché of good and evil being incompatible, just how could the extremely ambitious Ling Hanzhong tolerate Zi Er, a sister-in-law with a mysterious background due to the division of forces that fought openly and secretly. If the second brother marries this woman, won't his life be ruined? I wanted to get some secrets of Yuntian Palace from her, and take the opportunity to kill several branches from Yuntian Palace, which no one can find, so that I can return to her in the future. But I can explain to the world that my sister-in-law is undercover in the devil's cave and has good intentions. Unexpectedly, although this woman returned to Yuntian Palace for her beloved husband, she was still loyal to the sect and never revealed a single word. Ling Hanzhong threatened and lured them, and repeatedly interrogated them with no results. He couldn't help but became furious. The opposition to the couple among his fellow disciples became louder, so he had the idea of ​​expelling them.

Ling Hanzhong thought about it over and over, but finally couldn't let go of the love of brotherhood. So he secretly stunned his second brother, found several singers to take off their clothes and sleep with him, and then found an opportunity to let the woman see it, forcing her to take the child down to Lushan Mountain.

But what if the Yuntian Palace traitor ran away? There were messengers lurking nearby at the foot of Lushan Mountain. When they saw the woman coming out, they killed her on the spot, and her blood spattered at the foot of Lushan Mountain. Couple: The two of them are not allowed to see each other even for the last time. After Ling Hanzhong's brother woke up and learned of the incident, when he chased him down the mountain, only his infant son was left on the ground. The other cold corpse was that of his miserable wife. Lingji

The young master was so heartbroken that he drew his sword and killed himself. There was only one child left behind, who is Ling Cong, the leader of Tiancong Temple today.

This Ling Cong is Ling Hanzhong's nephew. Those who knew about his life experience had to keep it secret due to the scandal. Talking about it, those who don't know are treated as young nephews. Ling Hanzhong felt guilty towards his brother, so he would not treat him badly. But Ling Cong is a demented child. I don't know if he is still unable to speak at the age of five. The children of the Ling family in the Lushan Sword Temple started learning swordsmanship at the age of seven, but Ling Cong could not even learn basic swordsmanship. Not to mention swordsmanship, reading and writing are also wonderful. A seven-year-old child can’t even write his own name. When I was ten years old, I could write my name crookedly, but I couldn't read the big characters in books, and I couldn't even read the pen and ink.

Ling Hanzhong guessed that the child was thrown to the ground on the day his mother was killed, or that the child's brain development was damaged, so that he is now demented and can't even speak well. He had a cold nature and had children to teach, so he ignored his nephew and let him go as he pleased.

Ling Cong has no one to control him. He has loved to run into the mountains and play by the river since he was a child. He is not good at studying and learning swordsmanship, but his body is quite strong. It is quite a pleasure to be with the mountain beasts and fish. When Xiao Lingcong was less than twelve years old, Lushan taught him to swim all over. There's almost no place I haven't been to.

But when he was thirteen years old, a sensational incident happened. During a celestial phenomenon that has not happened in a century, there was a huge thunderstorm in Tiancong Temple, and everyone in Tiancong Temple evacuated. Only Xiao Lingcong was stupid and didn't know the danger, so he slipped past quietly. That night, Ling Cong was struck by thunder. He didn't know how many thunders he was struck by. All he knew was that when he was found the next day, he was completely black and smelled of burning. When everyone felt that this poor child had a miserable life and ended up losing his life, Xiao Lingcong opened his big eyes with clear black and white. In the total darkness, only his eyes were shining. The Tian Cong audience was frightened.

After that, Ling Cong seemed to be a changed person. He seemed to have a clear mind and no longer stuttered when speaking. He went to play in the mountains again and felt that he was different everywhere. He jumped higher and ran faster. Sometimes when he encountered dangerous beasts, he would slap them and turn them into black coal.

He began to realize that he was different from everyone else. His body contains the thunder power of heaven, which is the power of heaven. How can any mortal resist it?

It wasn't until a few years later that the customary sword fighting conference at Lushan Sword Temple was held. Ling Cong Pianpian came off the stage and killed everyone. Among the disciples who looked down on him in the past, none of them were his generals, allowing him to win the honor of being the master of Tiancong Temple. Became the youngest viewer in history.

Although he wields a sword, he never uses a real weapon. His "Leigong Sword Technique", even if the aura of Lushan Swordsmanship is removed, it is still a unique skill that can compete with the world's heroes in the world. But this skill comes from the collision of thunder from the sky. No one can experience this adventure again, so this thunder skill is destined to be learned by no one. It can be said that it is taught by heaven.

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And when it comes to Lushan Sword Temple’s mastery of Kungfu and its unfathomable attainments, of course it must be Murong Song, the master of Yunsong Temple. Yunsong Temple is the top of the twenty temples in the outer sect, and Murong Song is the top master in the outer sect. How can he be equal in cultivation?

These three people each represent the pinnacle of today's Lushan Sword Guan martial arts, but today they appear in one place at the same time - Hangzhou.

Led by these three top masters, and with hundreds of powerful swordsmen behind him, Ling Hanzhong was in high spirits, as if there was nothing he could do in the world. He has been fighting in the east and west for decades, and has established a stronghold for the Lushan Sword Temple. What he fought for is nothing more than being ruthless and ruthless, and employing people appropriately.

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Today they violently wiped out all the forces in the Hangzhou Wulin, and will re-establish a new order here - just like when they destroyed the Changzhou Wulin and then rebuilt it.

But their progress soon encountered obstacles.

One of the things they encountered - and perhaps I can't use the word encounter seriously - was a young man.

The man was sitting lazily on a big rock. He looked very strange.

He was holding a black stick in his hand, which looked like a burnt charcoal stick to support his body, as lazily as a big cat. The sun sets slowly, and the long white hair hangs on the body like a snowfall, reflecting the light like silk.

In the hands of the young man, he held a piece of exquisitely made pastry. It was golden in color and covered with powdered sugar like early frost. It looked like a golden mountain surrounded by snow, and it was made into a convoluted shape of dry layers. At a glance, you can tell that it tastes sweet, soft, and crispy. It is a rare product.

The young man swallowed it in big gulps, and those who knew how to eat said it was a waste.

The young man murmured while chewing.

"Three days ago, I didn't care about you buying cakes to eat. I didn't expect that it would be like this when we meet again today.

He looked at the palm where the snack had been placed just now, as if he was facing the honest man who always scolded him for not paying on credit - while scolding himself for not doing his job at a young age and dying his hair, he kept promoting himself to him. His daughter was so handsome and fertile that he couldn't help laughing. It was as if he could see the girl from the Zhang family blushing and bowing her head, speechless as soon as she saw him. It seems that you can vaguely see the smoke curling up from the kitchen at the foot of Chenghuang Mountain. The family of three still lived there happily.

"Lao Zhang, I remember, three days ago, I forgot to pay again.

The young man raised his head, his sight seemed to condense all things, and it was chilling to the touch.

Those eyes were as red as boiling blood.

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