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Tie Qingyi said: "Big Brother Nangong, are all the heroes in Nanjing participating in the search?"

"In order to prevent the appearance of the Nine-Pylin Demon Corpse from causing panic in the martial arts world, several seniors had discussed this matter and decided to only inform the disciples of the Bloody Sword Sect and the Beggar Gang. The other heroes were not aware of this." Nangong He said, "However, tonight, Senior Murong of the 'Demon Subduing Mirage Sword' and Gao Yu have arranged a duel at Mao Mountain. This matter has already spread throughout the streets and alleys of Nanjing.

Tian Xin'er said, "Aren't we supposed to duel at midnight at Little Mao Mountain? Why is it that when the genius turns dark, people will come? "

"Reporting to Sect Leader." Wang Song quickly answered, "These people from the martial arts world love to join in the fun. There are already dozens of people waiting at the bottom of the mountain. There are even people who bring food and drinks. How joyful."

Tian Xin'er casually said, "Oh, I see. This sect leader understands.

Wang Song humbly bowed and quickly said, "It's not hard, it's not hard at all. Please be polite, Sect Leader."

Nangong He and the other Branch Lords were stunned. They did not know why the great disciple of the Kongtong Sect, who was extremely famous, would be so respectful to Tian Xin'er. Listening to their two sentences, Tian Xin'er actually had the identity of a Sect Leader, while Wang Song seemed to have taken up the position of Vice Sect Leader. Nangong He and the others were perplexed, but they thought to themselves, "Could it be that a new sect has really risen up in the martial arts world, that they are ignorant and have no knowledge of it?"

Just as he was wondering, a hubbub came along with the wind. A group of people were shouting loudly as they walked up the hill. When the people in front saw Nangong He's group, they cupped their fists and bowed.

So Young Hero Tie and the others have been waiting here for a long time," a young man dressed in a scholarly attire said. "We brought some meat and wine along with us. It's such a great fortune to meet an expert. If you have the guts, why don't we have a drink together?

Wang Song's eyes lit up. Before anyone could respond, he laughed and said, "Sure, sure. Since you are interested, how can I not appreciate your kindness?"

The old man's face was filled with joy as he bowed and said, "Last night at the Immortal Cloud Inn, I toasted Hero Wang. I did not expect to meet you again so soon.

Immediately, someone swept out a clean space. There was also someone who carried over a few flat boulders, which were put together to form a stone table. The rest of the men served the wine and food one by one. All kinds of dishes were served, making the dishes seem quite sumptuous.

Wang Song did not forget to vote for his loyalty. He extended his hand and bowed to Tian Xin'er, "Sect Leader, please."

Tian Xin'er glanced at Tie Qingyi, who was worried about Leng Qing's safety. She tactfully refused, "Junior and Lady Tian still have some matters to attend to in the mountains." Tie Qingyi cupped her fist and said to the crowd, "Tie Qingyi thanks everyone for their kindness. Please enjoy your meal. Please excuse me for taking a step back first."

Wang Song immediately remembered what he had done to save Leng Qing. He put on a righteous front and said, "Okay, okay. "Then, all of you should hurry and search around. We'll guard this place first, and then everyone can return here to meet up."

Old Daoist Yuan glanced at him. He originally wanted to rebuke this guy, but as there were too many people around, he forced himself to hold it in. Tie Qingyi and Tian Xin'er led the way, while Old Daoist Yuan and Nangong He led a few other leaders. The group of people continued to search the mountain for traces of Sir Bell and Leng Qing.

The few of them did not walk far, but they could hear the clatter of cups on the hillside. They exchanged cups and were already chatting merrily, and the sound of Wang Song's loud and clear punches could be heard. Old Daoist Yuan had a dark expression on his face, and his face was covered in sweat.

At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and the sky was already getting dark. A half-moon hung in the sky obliquely, and there were several chirping birds, indicating that the sun was about to set. On the slope, someone had built a big pile of sticks and started a bonfire. The fragrance of the food and wine drifted in the air with the wind.

Besides, Leng Qing had been tormenting herself for an entire afternoon. She was already cold and hungry. As she smelled the rich fragrance wafting into the cave, she felt even hungrier. She could not bear it any longer.

As for the Venerable Lord Bell, it was not only to escape from Tie Qingyi's pursuit, but also to find a quiet place to recuperate and heal. As for catching Leng Qing, it was just a temporary plan and was not part of the plan.

He had not expected that a single stone would be able to cause such waves and attract such powerful figures. He paced back and forth in the cave with his hands behind his back, feeling uneasy, "Sect Leader ordered me to lead a hundred demon corpse disciples to the Central Plains to assist the sect in this mess. Now that we have lost so many soldiers, not only will we be covered in dirt and grime, it seems like the little miss has said the same thing, even I am unable to escape tonight?

Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a commotion from the crowd below. Noble Bell had hidden himself at the entrance of the cave and was peeking through the gaps between the branches of the trees. Under the light of the blazing fire, he saw a yellow-clothed old monk slowly walk up the hill. All of the heroes present stood up and bowed to him.

On the way up the mountain, everyone had heard Tie Qingyi, the unrestrained child, and the Spirit Hill trio asking and answering questions. The green-faced old man dressed as a scholar was the famous Elder of the Bashan Sword Sect. When he saw the old man's greeting, he respectfully inquired about the reason.

It was Master Ling Qiu. He recited, "Ani Tuo Fu, little disciple Leng Qing was taken away by a traitor. The old monk was anxious and disturbed all of you."

When the crowd of heroes heard this, they all burst into cheers. I wonder which small piece of dirt dares to touch the earth on the head of the earth, what is so impressive? A few men immediately drew their swords and shouted out that they would help search the mountain for the thief and find Leng Qing's whereabouts.

Venerable Remote Bell coldly snorted. A few ignorant men were nothing in her eyes. However, that yellow-clothed old monk's skills were truly impressive. They were not to be underestimated.

He immediately gestured for Leng Qing to come closer and asked in a low voice, "Child, who is this old monk?"

The mountain slope was about a hundred feet away from the edge of the cliff, and the cave entrance was about three to four Zhang above the ground. With his cold and clear eyes, he could only see a few figures.

However, the person she was asking about was her master, Grandmaster Ling Qiu. She replied softly, "That's my master, Grandmaster Ling Qiu!"

"A monk from the Shaolin Faction?" Venerable Lord Bell's heart trembled.

Although the Nine Serenities Sect lived in a remote place, the reputation of the Twin Monks had been well-known in the martial arts world for many years. Venerable Lord Bell had heard of it, but he had never imagined that he would actually capture a monk's disciple.

Leng Qing was completely unaware of the achievements of the "One Monk, Two Jue" and the other top ten experts. However, looking at the shocked expression on Venerable Lord Bell's face, he knew that she was scared by her master's name and took the opportunity to convince her, "My master is very powerful, you really can't beat him. So, big sister, you should let me go, right? I will talk to Master about this matter, and I definitely won't blame you. Let's turn enemies into friends, and we'll all be happy, alright? "

"Turn enemies into friends?" Venerable Lord Bell sneered and said, "Brat, you're right. The demonic corpse has returned to the martial arts world and will inevitably become a public enemy. How could a child be able to dispel a hundred years of hatred with a single word?"

After pondering for a moment, he asked again, "Aren't you Tie Qingyi's younger brother? How did you become the disciple of Shaolin One Monk? "

Leng Qing briefly narrated their relationship. After a long silence, Venerable Lord Bell suddenly thought of something as he said: "Little brat, as a monk's personal disciple, you must have cultivated a monastic cultivation technique, the 'Heart Washing Scripture', right?"

Leng Qing said, "I've only started practicing the 'Heart Cleansing Scripture' and have used it to expel the cold inner strength of the strange man in my body."

"Then are you hungry and thirsty?" A trace of craftiness flashed across the Venerable One's eyes.

Leng Qing nodded her head repeatedly, thinking that she would suddenly show a kind heart and take out food to satisfy her hunger.

Venerable Lord Bell said coldly, "I've heard that the 'Heart Cleansing Scripture' has an unfathomable inner force. It can cure hunger and dispel cold to refresh one's spirit. "I think it's you brats that are bragging on the eighth floor. You don't even know this technique."

Leng Qing said anxiously, "I'm not bragging. I was just too nervous and forgot about this." After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to circulate his Qi. After a while, he began to circulate his Qi. As expected, he no longer felt cold and his hunger began to fade.

Lord Bell greedily stared at Leng Qing's every move, his eyes showing traces of joy.