Chapter 7: Da Luo Demon Girl

　　 Shaolin Temple of Shaohua Mountain, the Great Hall of Great Heroes.
　　 Like yesterday, the abbot of Xin Ji asked about the experiences of Meng Qi and others one by one.
　　 At this moment, a figure sprang out from Meng Qi and the others like a ghost, and slapped the abbot of Xin Ji with a palm.
　　 is Xianghui, a sturdy man!
　　 In other words, he is Kwong Chengwang, a "variable scholar"! He is one of the four innate masters under Duoercha.
　　 As early as when Meng Qi and others encountered the second interception, the real Xiang Hui died. Later, Xiang Hui was disguised by a Variety Scholar. The picture is this unexpected sneak attack. As long as he can injure the silent abbot of the ‘Zen Realm’ with one palm, no one in Shaolin Temple can fight against General Duoercha!
　　 "Amitabha!"
　　 The abbot of Xinji had previously expected to hit back with a palm. Seeing that he looked like a bamboo in his chest, how could there be the slightest panic of being attacked?
　　 With palms facing each other, panic and puzzlement flashed in the eyes of Variety Scholar. I don't understand the flaw that caused the sneak attack to fail.
　　 Knowing that the plan was exposed, he took advantage of the situation to escape from the crowd with the palm of his heart, and avenged him after he escaped.
　　 "锵!"
　　 Two swords rang, Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei bullied one another, and they had planned to block the retreat of the ever-changing scholar.
　　 This little girl is also an innate master!
When he came here today, he inquired about the cause of Zhenheluo’s death and knew Zhang Yuanshan’s strength, but he never expected that the girl who seemed to be around fifteen was also a not weak congenital master. No, she killed Zhenhe. Luo's Zhang Yuanshan is still strong!
　　 Variety scholar is known for his disguise, disguise and light skills. In just one breath, he flickered in a very small space, avoiding the two moves.
　　 Damn! How could there be such a powerful swordsman?
　　 The ever-changing scholar who wandered and avoided was so scared that the souls of the dead went wild. He felt a cold sword intent locking his eyebrows, no matter how much he dodges, he couldn't avoid this feeling. As if this sword has spirit, it will pierce the center of the eyebrow no matter what.
　　 made up his mind to find a meat shield to arrive at this sword's edge, the ever-changing scholar's figure flashed like a ghost and came to Lin Yang.
　　 Yamano village husband.
　　 The ever-changing scholar who knew Lin Yang's true identity made up his mind to make him a replacement for the dead, and there was no more suitable candidate than him. As long as this calamity is over, he can escape.
"it is good!"
　　 Lin Yang's eyes lit up. He was watching a few people fight very fast, and he was watching the battle because he was afraid that he would be unhelpful when he went up. He didn't expect this person to come by himself.
　　 pats forward with a palm, and then hits the Variety Scholar in the chest first.
boom!
　　 The ever-changing scholar was like a kite with a broken line flying upside down, falling at the feet of the abbot of Xin Ji.
"you you……"
　　 Seven orifices bleeding, he tremblingly pointed at Lin Yang and couldn't say anything. He wanted to resist a palm in exchange for a chance to escape, but he never thought that the villager would break his internal organs with a punch.
　　 "Amitabha!"
The abbot of Xinji chanted the Buddha's name, lowered his head as if he could see the incomprehensibility of the ever-changing scholar, he said: "Earlier when you were waiting for you to go up the mountain, Lin Shizhu told me that you pretended to be his companion, but you were afraid of your unpredictability. I'm afraid that you will escape, so I lay all kinds of snares here. Sure enough, you are here for the old monk, just like Lin Shizu guessed."
　　 Zhang Yuanshan heard the meaning of Lin Yang’s words when he was in the guest room, and negotiated a plan through voice transmission.
　　 The ever-changing scholar stared at Lin Yang with wide bloodshot eyes, and then limply fell to the ground.
　　 At this moment, in the main hall, a flame bursts under the smiling Buddha seat, forming a line of characters.
　　 "Second mission 1: Kill the "variable scholar" among the four innate masters of the hostile camp. Lin Yang rewards fifty good works, Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei each reward twenty good works."
　　 "Description of the side mission: Kill one of the four innate masters of the opposing camp. Participants will receive corresponding rewards for good deeds based on the difficulty of the task, the comparison of strength, and the level of effort."
　　 "Second mission is on: Kill General Duoercha. Participants will be rewarded for good works ranging from fifty to two hundred based on their contributions!"
　　 It took only a few breaths from a sneak attack by a Variety Scholar to his death. Meng Qi saw the task prompt and wanted to understand what happened. It turned out that Xiang Hui died long ago. The teammates who have been walking along these two days have always been enemies!
　　 At this time, Meng Qi shuddered suddenly when he thought of Lin Yang's words in the inn. As expected, he was lucky! If the Variety Scholar had to become him at the beginning, he would have been a corpse in the wilderness long ago.
　　 "Amitabha Buddha."
　　 Xin Ji chanted the Buddha's horn again, and he slowly said: "Also ask a few donors to guard the back mountain to prevent the culprits from climbing the mountain and attacking."
　　 "It will definitely live up to the great expectations of the master!"
　　 A group of people followed the little novice who led the way and left.
　　 "Brother, why didn't we let them go down the mountain? In case the spies will make our plan fall short." An old white-browed monk asked.
　　 From the beginning, Shaolin was not prepared to carry Doercha's army. He planned to let the disciples in the monastery leave Shaolin through the secret road with the secrets of pill medicine, so as to save the fire for the future. The old monk was afraid that some spies would tell Doercha what Shaolin had done, causing Doercha to attack in advance, making their preparations fall short.
　　 "The secret path that moved the disciple in the temple is not in the direction of the back mountain, so I am not afraid of being seen." Abbot Xinji explained.
The abbot of Xin Ji continued: "Although Zhang Shaoxia and Jiang Nv are young, they are also the best masters in their innateness. Lin Shaoxia looks mediocre, but even Lao Na can't see through it. The ever-changing scholar can still take a palm of me. I dealt with the two young heroes for a long time, but after receiving a palm from Lin Shaoxia, he died suddenly. If they were spies, as long as they worked with the ever-changing scholars, Lao Na would have passed away soon."
　　 After Lin Yang and the others arrived, the little novice monk in the mountain left. Zhang Yuanshan looked at Meng Qi at this time and said, "Junior Brother Zhending, don't you feel familiar?"
　　 "Yes, it is exactly the same as the Shaolin Temple in the main world." Meng Qi nodded.
　　Jiang Zhiwei said in a puzzled way: "Our world Shaolin is in Liantai Mountain, but here is Shaohua Mountain, but the environment of Shaolin is exactly the same. It is truly the best in the world."
　　 "Brother Lin, how do you see that Xiang Hui is a scholar of variety?"
　　 Meng Qi shuddered at the thought of spending the night with this terrible enemy.
　　 "Oh? I thought you would ask, "Why would I say that you are the weakest one"."
　　 Lin Yang smiled, his eyes gradually darkened.
Hearing this, Meng Qi was stunned. Yes, even if Lin Yang had seen through the true identity of the ever-changing scholar at the time, he shouldn’t be said to be the weakest one. Obviously there is still someone who has no power to bind a chicken. Little purple.
　　 Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei were also in an instant, and they looked at Xiao Zi, Wang Jin, and Ke Bijun quietly. At this time, he is still hiding his own strength, which is obviously a big conspiracy.
　　 Is it?
　　 Various thoughts flashed in Meng Qi's heart. Everything I had in contact with Xiao Zi these few days was recollected. Finally, it freezes the name that Xiao Zi called out while crying when she was dreaming the night before.
　　 "Little Sang?"
　　 Meng Qi muttered to himself.
　　 "Little Sang? Gu Xiaosang?"
　　 Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan were shocked in unison, and their faces became serious.
　　 "Who is she? Is she famous?"
　　Meng Qi has never been to Shaolin Temple, and has never heard of this famous name among the younger generation of the Lord.
　　 Zhang Yuanshan opened the mouth and said: "She is a saint of Luojiao. As far as I know, she made three shots, all of which were to kill the enemy. She opened the eight holes and was ranked fourth on the list."
Jiang Zhiwei continued: "'Luo Jiao' is one of the nine ways of evil spirits. He believes in the tyrannical'unborn mother' in the age of mythology. It deceives the world to return to the'vacuum hometown'. According to the wind released by Luo Jiao, Gu Xiaosang is no The reincarnation of the birth mother's generation."
　　 "Oh, I was found."
　　 Xiaozi, it should be said that it was Gu Xiaosang's opening with a smile. She could only be regarded as delicate before, but now she has a smart and ethereal temperament, which makes people unpredictable. It suddenly turned her into a stunning, no worse than Jiang Zhiwei.
"Killing teammates in the same camp is deducted for good deeds. Why do you think of me like this?" Gu Xiaosang smiled and looked at Lin Yangqi and said: "You are really a man I can’t see through, how about entering my Luojiao?"
　　 "If I can be given a complete and peerless magical power by entering the religion, I will definitely join the Luojiao."
　　 Then you can run away after taking the exercises.
　　 Lin Yang thought to himself.
His tone can be said to be astonishingly large, the world of the lord of the first life has many sects, and there are many sects, who can hold the martial arts, there are four Buddhist monasteries, three Taoist schools, six swordsmanships, six worlds, nine demons, The fourteenth aristocratic family, and, as well as the Sixth Division of the Waidao. Among them, there is a complete inheritance of peerless magical powers, but the number of palms is inherited from the tradition of the great magical powers of the myth age, and most of the remaining power towns' magical powers are just Dharmakaya levels.
　　 "That's a shame." Gu Xiaosang smiled unabated. For her own special reasons, she knows all the secrets in the future, and there is no record of Lin Yang among the figures among them, and it is obvious that she is not a strong person with a name in the historical records.
"I'm really worried about being with you. Xiao Zi has a good impression of you, a little monk, and I wanted to kill you." Gu Xiaosang's figure seemed to be shrouded in clouds and mist that made people look unreal, her words It seems to come from the horizon: "I will let you go this time."
　　 The Shaolin side has a silent abbot who is close to a half-step location. The strength of General Doercha obviously won't be too weak. It's really not a good time to kill righteous talents.
　　 "Little monk, you can live to this day, it is really blessed by the Buddha."
　　 Lin Yang looked at Meng Qi with a grateful look.
　　 Zhang Yuanshan and others didn't ask why Lin Yang saw through the ever-changing scholar at a glance. How could he, who claimed to be a villager in the mountains, recognize Gu Xiaosang, the demon girl of Luo Luo, was a matter of personal secrets, so few people would not ask rashly.