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Chapter 420: Shaoshi Mountain
Li Lin and his men were plotting loudly in the bamboo house, but the martial arts heroes at the foot of Mount Taishi did not notice.

This is not because the martial artists around him deliberately keep their distance from Wuyazi Yazun because they are concerned about his reputation.

For those who practice martial arts, spells can also help in the cultivation of inner strength.

For martial artists who only know external skills, spells are the internal skills bestowed upon them by God.

It’s just because everyone knows the spells, and those who have advanced internal skills secrets still find it easier to develop deeper internal strength.

Therefore, the average level of internal strength cultivation in the entire martial arts world is far higher than in previous eras.

Not to mention the martial arts heroes who came here. They have profound internal skills and are all sharp-eyed and have well-developed senses.

The reason why they didn't hear what happened in the bamboo house was because Li Lin added magic.

The entire bamboo house is not only equipped with the Traceless Stretching Spell, the magic of the Knight Bus in movies and novels that can expand and contract the entire space and actively avoid obstacles, but also some magic commonly used in the magic world for sound insulation, moisture-proofing, fire-proofing, insect-proofing, and repelling dark creatures in buildings.

The martial arts heroes who were considered half wizards also discovered other strange things about this bamboo house besides its ability to move automatically.

"As expected of the Crow Lord's vehicle, I think it must be blessed with many kinds of spells."

"Such a complex spell power has only been detected in Bianjing and other capital cities. It's amazing."

"And the carriage of the Lord of the Lingjiu Palace yesterday. It was such a small carriage, but more than a hundred people got off it."

"I think the current emperor's dragon chariot is not as good as that carriage, but the materials used are more exquisite."

"Shut up, that guy is coming."

"Le Lu? How could it be——"

Today, the emperor travels in five main chariots and a secondary chariot. The five chariots are the jade chariot, the gold chariot, the ivory chariot, the leather chariot, and the wooden chariot.

Among them, the Xiang carriage is used for traveling on the road, and the Leather carriage is used for patrolling and dealing with military affairs.

The yellow chariot was drawn by six horses (yellow horses with black mouths), and there were also forty people driving the chariot.
It is the reform of the chariot.

The chariot that the emperor would ride in when he needed to lead an army in person.

Inside the carriage, Emperor Song was turning a ring on his thumb, his expression calm.

Zhao Yi, originally in history, was the eldest son of Song Shenzong who died early. He survived by relying on the spell of rebirth from the ashes and successfully ascended the throne to become emperor.

Having experienced countless assassination attempts, his inner strength should have been extremely strong.

However, his heart at this moment was as turbulent as a storm.

Equipped with the Fire Rebirth Spell, his Royal Health Qigong skills were extremely high, and he could hear everything that happened outside.

As an emperor who relies on important ministers to gain power, the ceremonial system that separates him from officials and the people is his bottom line.

But now, this bottom line has been severely trampled upon.

The common people (referring to the heroes) were not even willing to call him "Official" affectionately, but instead referred to him as "Your Majesty" or "That Man".

Lord Ya, Lord Lingjiu Palace, these two names kept rising and falling in his mind, and the amplitude of the ring rotation became larger.

"Everyone." As Zhao Yi's closest attendant and eunuch, Tong Guan was keenly aware of the emperor's dissatisfaction with his clothes, "May I have it?"

"No need," Emperor Song said calmly, "It's just an act of usurpation of ceremonial rules. We can settle the score later. The most important thing right now is..."

Even though the carriage was enchanted with a soundproofing spell, he still didn't finish his words out of caution.

"I have already arranged everything for Wu Zhiyuan and Li Wen." Tong Guan replied cautiously.

"Very good." The Song Emperor stopped turning his ring. "If you want to blame someone, blame Xuanci for setting a bad example. Can you still be called a monk if you marry, have children, and pursue fame and fortune?"

Wu Zhiyuan and Li Wen do not have a well-known name in the underworld.

But their fathers were prominent figures in the Beggar Dynasty and the Buddhist Kingdom.

Wu Changfeng, one of the six elders of the Beggars' Sect.

It is called [Ghost Head Sword].

His greatest unique skill is [Qi Men San Cai Dao], he wields a ghost-head knife in his hand, and his fundamental spell is the cutting spell, which is the most common spell among swordsmen and the most suitable for the ghost-head knife.

In those days, he once defended Yingchou Gorge alone and fought against the masters of "Yipintang" of Western Xia, preventing their plot to assassinate the generals of the Yang family from succeeding. For this, he was awarded the "Gold Medal of Merit" by Marshal Yang.

Xuan Nan, the abbot of the Damo Temple of Shaolin Temple.

He and the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Xuanci, were taught by the same master.

His famous skill [The World in the Sleeve], when he lifts his sleeves, the power of his fist comes out from the bottom of his sleeves.

Its fundamental spell is the swamp spell.

Put your strength on the earth, and it will turn into a trapping swamp.

The focus is on the air and sleeves, which is the [Qian Kun Bag] that is said to be able to defeat everything in the world.

Wu Zhiyuan and Li Wen are their most beloved and most valued sons.

Although they also practiced martial arts, they were trained in literature from a young age so that they could enter the officialdom.

This shows how much they are valued.

But this actually gave the Song Emperor an opportunity to do something shady.

These two important figures in the Beggar Dynasty and the Buddhist Kingdom will come into conflict because of this.

And this is only a partial epitome of the Song Emperor's plan. There were countless Wu Zhiyuan and Li Wen who were framed by him, resulting in endless conflicts.

It was around noon.

The heroes have already arrived at Mount Shaoshi.

"I greet your Majesty." Xuanci performed a Buddhist bow.

Amid the sound of drums and strings from the guard of honor, the Song Emperor stepped down from the carriage and said, "Abbot Xuanci, there is no need to be so polite."

Although he said this, he did not step forward to interrupt the etiquette of Xuanci and the monks.

He really enjoyed the feeling of being respected, especially being valued by the Lord of the Buddhist Kingdom.

Suddenly, the smile on his face froze.

Amid the sounds of golden drums, stringed instruments and bamboo flutes, suddenly there came the sound of horses galloping from the mountainside.

The sound of horse hooves became louder and louder, and soon four large yellow market flags rose from the edge of the cliff. Four horses ran up the mountain, and the riders each held a flag in their hands, which fluttered in the wind. On each of the four yellow flags were written five large black characters: "Beggars' Gang Leader Qiao"

Four horses stood at the edge of the cliff, and the riders dismounted.
The four yellow flags were planted in the brightest spot on the cliff. All four of them were dressed in beggars' outfits, carrying cloth bags on their backs, holding the flagpoles in their hands, and said nothing.

Heroes from Heshuo, Jiangnan, Sichuan, Shaanxi, Huguang and other places shouted excitedly, "The leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng, has arrived."

As soon as the yellow flag was raised, more than a hundred horses galloped up the mountain. The first riders were more than a hundred six-bag disciples, followed by thirty or forty seven-bag disciples, and more than ten eight-bag disciples.

After a while, four elders carrying nine bags on their backs dismounted silently and stood on both sides.

Qiao Feng was wearing an old grey robe that was a little torn, and he was riding an ordinary strong green horse.

But since he appeared, he became the center of the crowd.

Even the current emperor cannot take it away. Emperor Song turned the ring on his finger, and the smile on his face was extremely sincere, "Brother Qiao."

Without his instructions, the guards around him stood on both sides, leaving a passage for Qiao Feng.

"The Emperor of Song really trusts Qiao Feng." In the crowd, on a carriage with a soundproof spell, Murong Fu looked at the Emperor of Song and Qiao Feng hugging, trying to hide the jealousy on his face, "It's a pity that we can't take action now."

"It would be great if Qiao Feng also wanted to kill Emperor Song." A bald man stroked his smooth head which looked like a bright moon.

Judging from the gorgeous clothes he wore and his position, his status was even higher than Murong Fu.

This person is Tang Mu.

"That's not right, Pavilion Master Tang," Bao Bu Tong said steadily, "If Qiao Feng wanted to kill Emperor Song, he wouldn't have to wait until today. The world would have belonged to Qiao Feng a long time ago."

Tang Mu's eyes flashed with coldness, "Oh, you think Qiao Feng is more qualified than me, than me who possesses the Killing Curse?"

"Brother Bao is drunk." Murong Fu made excuses for him skillfully, "When he thought about the death of Emperor Song and the success of our great cause, he couldn't help but feel happy and wanted to drink. I didn't persuade him last night."

"Fei——" Bao Bu Tong was about to speak when Feng Boye pressed his mute point.

"I'm very sorry." Murong Fu said, "He wanted to say that. But Pavilion Master Tang, you know he always likes to talk nonsense, so don't let him say the rest."

Tang Mu snorted coldly, "Just don't make any mistakes. Don't forget, it's you who are responsible for stopping Qiao Feng."

"If my internal strength wasn't so terrifying and my aura wasn't easily detected, I would definitely fight with Qiao Feng again to see who is the best in the world today."

By cooperating with Murong Fu and using the martial arts secrets in Shi Shui Pavilion to make up for his shortcomings in body movement, lightness skills and internal strength, he became more dangerous.

At the same time, my inner confidence is even stronger.

"Of course it's you, Pavilion Master Tang." Murong Fu flattered.

"My cousin is in that direction." Inside the bamboo house, Wang Yuyan used all her strength to activate the pointing spell.

In the process of materializing the [Staff of Time] through Li Lin, after peeking at the original direction of fate, her directional spell underwent further qualitative changes.

The direction of the "Northern Divine Art" she practiced in her meridians also produced more subtle changes along with her personal physique.

It was as if this martial art was created to suit her.

Therefore, even though the carriage where Murong Fu was located had multiple spells to conceal his aura, Wang Yuyan still found the direction of her cousin accurately.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Even in the bamboo house, Wuyazi still maintained the appearance of a crow.

However, it was not because he was used to the crow body, but because the cliff opposite to where the bamboo house was located was where the Lingjiu Palace was entrenched.

He didn't want the senior sister to recognize him.

"I suggest not." Li Lin interrupted.

Now his senses spread across the entire Shaoshi Mountain. Except for the place of reincarnation of grains that he avoided, all the movements in the remaining areas were captured by him one by one.

This also includes the plans of Murong Fu, Xiao Yuanshan and others.

"I suggest you wait until his pride is completely crushed before you take action."

"If Murong Bo doesn't show up, even if we don't take action, Murong Fu will only die."

"By the way, do you know what Murong Bo's fundamental spell is?"

Li Lin didn't know that Murong Bo was dead, and Xiao Yuanshan didn't mention this matter in his conversation with his men.

Therefore, considering that there was no trace of Murong Bo in the entire Shaoshi Mountain, he speculated that Murong Bo might have mastered some spell of long-distance space transfer - a portkey, or Apparition.

Wuyazi thought for a moment, "He is Yuyan's uncle. I have observed him. His basic spell is the silent spell, which is in line with his nature. Because he has always liked to steal things, most of the martial arts secrets in the Shishui Pavilion came from my collection (referring to Langhuan Blessed Land)."

At the end of his speech, his tone was a little disdainful, as if he had forgotten that the origins of the things in his collection were also not glorious.

"But aren't those of yours also--" Huang Rong said with a smile, her eyes narrowed into slits, and with her baby fat, she looked like a chubby little fox.

"How can this be generalized?" Wuyazi's fur stood up, his black feathers flying everywhere. "This is just my hobby. How can it be considered stealing for a scholar?"

What followed were words like 'the Murong family has evil ambitions' and 'they are despicable and despicable'.

"The martial arts conference has begun." Huang Rong reminded.

A bamboo arena was built on an open space.

The arena is a hundred feet high. If the monks hadn't cast a solid spell, the material structure alone would not have been able to take shape.

Therefore, the heroes on the mountain also went to higher places. Their keen senses could see far enough, but if they did not climb higher, they would not be able to see the exciting fight.

Whoohoo!
There was only the sound of wind, and a gray figure flew out from the crowd. Without using any force in mid-air to catch his breath, he flew straight into the sky, turned his waist gracefully in the clouds, and landed on the stage.

The heroes said: "Crane in the Cloud!"

Wang Yuyan was a little dazed. In her original destiny, Yun Zhonghe was one of the four evil men, nicknamed [Extremely Vicious]. He was extremely lustful, had superb lightness skills, and disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

But his lustful nature far outweighs his martial arts skills, and he is willing to sacrifice his life for lust.

She once jumped off a cliff to commit suicide, but Yun Zhonghe, who was aroused by lust, risked his life to save her with his world-class Qinggong skills.
Now, Yun Zhonghe might still be lustful, but without Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang as his partner, he did not have any bad reputation.

Because his fundamental spell is the flying spell, he is even given the title of "Crane Hermit".

"My Lord, I'm on it!"

On the hill occupied by Lingjiu Palace, something seemed to be rolling down with a rumble.

The heroes looked closely and saw that the Force was a bald, strong man wearing tight clothes and shorts, carrying a turtle shell on his back.

“Sang Tugong?” Wang Yuyan recognized this face. He was Sang Tugong, the master of the Bilin Cave in western Sichuan, one of the [Seventy-two Caves].

But Lord Sang Tu was obviously a short man, skilled in the art of walking on the ground, and he could use the mechanism on his shoulder to shoot out countless poisonous hidden weapons as thin as cow hair to hurt people.

"He is indeed from the Sang Tu Gong school in western Sichuan," Wuyazi said, "but he did not inherit the name of Sang Tu Gong because his spell was a shield spell. He practiced horizontal training instead. Later, he found that the power of the spell could not only be applied to the human body, so he created a thick turtle shell."

"Combined with this turtle shell, he is the most powerful person in the martial arts world, so he is also known as the "Turtle Hermit"."

"He really does look like a turtle." Huang Rong couldn't help laughing as she watched Master Turtle crawling onto the stage in a comical and clumsy way.

Li Lin thought it was too outrageous.

Master Kame and Master Crane appeared.

Could there be Son Goku and Tien Shinhan as well?

The battle ended with the victory of Crane Hermit.

Master Roshi's shell is indeed extremely hard, and he becomes even more invincible when he shrinks into the shell.

But the Crane Immortal can fly, and the arena is small.

Finally, Master Roshi rolled down the stage, creating a big hole in the ground while remaining intact.

A grown man lowered his head and muttered, "I have brought shame to the Lord, I have brought shame to the Lord"

Until a powerful female voice came from the magnificent palace-shaped carriage of the Lingjiu Palace, "That's enough, little turtle, you've performed well enough."

Only then did Master Roshi stop.

(End of this chapter)