This day, Ling Muyun got tired of practicing kung fu and wanted to move so quietly, so he left the thatched hut, ready to go down the mountain to the tavern in the small town at the foot of the mountain to sacrifice to the Wu Zang Temple, to satisfy his hunger.

During the few months of living at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, Ling Muyun bought rice, noodles, oil and salt to start a business in the grass hut on weekdays out of consideration of saving time, but he really has no talent in cooking, and the meals he made were only The level of not unpalatable has absolutely nothing to do with the word delicious, so Ling Muyun will go to the tavern in the town down the mountain to improve it every now and then.

All the way to the small town at the foot of the mountain, Ling Muyun walked straight to a thriving tavern in the town. Ling Muyun, who came here often, had already eaten all the taverns in the town. The tavern is an old restaurant that has been around for decades, and the chef's skills are quite good, so except for the first month when Ling Muyun didn't know the situation, every time he went down the mountain to improve, he would come to this tavern.

Due to the frequent visits, the tavern's shopkeeper and the clerk had known the generous Ling Muyun for a long time. When he saw him coming, the clerk quickly came out with a smile on his face, and let Ling Muyun to a window seat on the second floor with ease, because Ling Muyun likes to eat and drink while looking at the scenery by the window. Every time he comes, he basically chooses a seat on the spot. The shop assistants are already familiar with his habits.Of course, this is also the reason why Ling Muyun is not short of gold and silver. If it is an ordinary diner, even the staff of a regular restaurant may not be so enthusiastic.

Ling Muyun ordered a table of good food and wine, and began to eat and drink on his own while watching the street scene.This is also because the environment in ancient times was good. If it were replaced by the modern city where Ling Muyun lived before crossing, the air would be full of industrial waste gas and car exhaust, and less than half of the 360 ​​days in a year would be cloudy, and it would be too late for Ling Muyun to hide. I won't look at the scenery from the window.

While Ling Muyun was eating and drinking, suddenly two young Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes with their hair in a bun came up the street. They both wore long swords with sheaths around their waists. Their steps were light and vigorous, as if they were martial arts practitioners.Judging by their attire, they should be followers of Quanzhen Sect. The town he lives in is the hub of transportation to and from Zhongnan Mountain, and Quanzhen disciples often pass by. Ling Muyun has seen many of them in the past few months, so he also I didn't take it to heart, and still ate and drank on my own.

At this time, I heard the enthusiastic greeting from the tavern clerk downstairs, followed by the sound of "thumping" footsteps on the stairs, Ling Muyun turned around following the sound, and saw that it was the two young Taoist priests. People also came to eat in this tavern.

This time they were getting closer, and Ling Muyun could see the two of them clearly. One of the two young Taoist priests was taller. He looked about ten or nine years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and protruding cheekbones.The other one is of medium build and looks a little younger, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with long eyebrows and handsome eyes, and a face like a crown of jade, he is actually quite handsome.Although the two of them are not very old, they both have sharp eyes and slightly bulging temples. It is obvious that they have a small foundation in martial arts.

Ling Muyun's eyes couldn't help but lighten up slightly. In the past few months when he settled down at Zhongnan Mountain, he had seen quite a few disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, but this was the first time he had seen someone as young and handsome as these two.But after thinking about Ling Muyun, he felt relieved. After all, the Quanzhen sect is the most righteous sect in martial arts today. Although the Quanzhen Seven Masters who are in charge of the sect are far inferior to their master Wang Chongyang, they are all first-class masters in the world. It is not uncommon to open up the mountain gate to recruit disciples, and it is not uncommon for a few outstanding disciples to emerge.So he withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back to the food and drink in front of him.

The two young Taoist priests came upstairs and glanced around. When their eyes passed by Ling Muyun, their eyes suddenly stopped, and they paused for a while on the sword worn by his waist, and then took a closer look at Ling Muyun. Seeing that Ling Muyun didn't show anything wrong, he turned his eyes away, followed the guidance of the staff, and sat down at a table a few meters away from Ling Muyun.

After the two of them sat down, the older Taoist priest said to the tavern clerk: "Man, my junior brother just came back from a long journey, and the Taoist master, I am here today to clean up the dust for him, so what good wine and food do you have?" Go ahead, there is no need to save money for Dao Lord!"

The younger Taoist hurriedly dissuaded him: "Brother Zhao, let's just eat whatever we want, why do you spend so much money?"

The Taoist surnamed Zhao waved his hand and said, "Junior Brother Yin, you are offended by this, aren't you? Although the two of us are not disciples of the same master, we are like brothers and sisters, no different from brothers. This time you serve Master Qiu I was ordered to go to the desert, trek back and forth for tens of thousands of miles, and finally come back, what is it for me, a senior brother, to clean up the dust for you? If you refuse again, you will look down on me, senior brother."

Ling Muyun, who was eating and drinking at the side, had made some progress in his internal skills and his hearing became much more sensitive due to the fact that he had rested for the past six months. Although the distance between the two sides was not very close and the tavern was noisy, their words were still heard. He listened to it.Ling Muyun couldn't help but move slightly in his heart: "Junior brother Yin? Master Qiu? That Taoist priest could be Yin Zhiping, the notorious No. [-] Yin thief of the sculpture of the gods!"

Thinking of this, Ling Muyun's spirit suddenly came alive, and he couldn't care less about eating and drinking, so he gathered his skills and listened carefully.

At this time, I heard the Taoist surnamed Yin say: "Since senior brother Zhao is so kind, my younger brother should be respectful rather than obedient."

"Okay, this is my good junior brother." The Taoist priest surnamed Zhao laughed, and turned to the tavern clerk: "Man, prepare as I said, as long as we two brothers eat to our satisfaction, say Lord, I cannot do without your reward."

"Okay, you two Taoist masters, please wait a moment, I'll go right away when I'm younger."

The guy smiled and agreed, and went downstairs quickly.In a short time, a table of wine and food was set up, and the two Taoist priests chatted while eating and drinking.

The Taoist surnamed Zhao said: "Junior Brother Yin, tell me, did you go to the Saibei Desert this time to meet the Jiangnan Seven Monsters and their apprentices who bet with Uncle Qiu?"

"Yes, I saw it, but now there are only six of the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River. It can only be said to be six monsters. The other one is said to have met an enemy and was folded in the Saibei desert." The Taoist surnamed Yin replied. .

Ling Muyun, who was listening attentively, no longer had any doubts when he heard this, and his surname Yin was ordered to go to the Saibei Desert to meet the six monsters in the south of the Yangtze River and their apprentices.And this Taoist priest surnamed Zhao who came to drink with him is not only called a senior brother by Yin Zhiping, but also not a disciple of the same master as Yin Zhiping, and it seems that his martial arts are not weak, and he is not inferior to Yin Zhiping. Zhao Zhijing, another big villain in The Condor.

After guessing the identities of the two of them, Ling Muyun suddenly felt a surge of resentment in his heart, and then looked at how the two of them disliked.But it's no wonder Ling Muyun, if you ask any martial arts fan who has read the sculpture who is the most hated character among them, Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing can definitely be ranked in the top three, and the general readers hate these two people even more than The first villain in the book, King Jinlun, is even taller.

Let me talk about Zhao Zhijing first, he is narrow-minded, treacherous and despicable. In the original book, because Guo Jing defeated the Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation led by him when he took Yang Guo up to the mountain to learn his master, he held a grudge against Yang Guo who had joined his disciples and forced him to do everything he could to make things difficult for him. Yang Guo betrayed his teacher and fled to join the ancient tomb sect.Because he suffered a loss at the hands of the Ancient Tomb Sect, he even hated Xiaolongnv and Yang Guo's master and apprentice, and opposed them everywhere.Later, he colluded with the Mongols to seize the position of head teacher of Quanzhen Sect, and threatened Yin Zhiping with the incident of rape of Xiaolongnv, forcing Yin Zhiping to give up the position of head teacher. Zhou Botong let the jade bee sting him to death.

Let's talk about Yin Zhiping, in fact, this Yin Zhiping's nature is not bad, and he can be regarded as a rare outstanding person when the three generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples are generally incompetent. Apart from Xiaolongnv, he has never done anything immoral, and he is much better than Zhao Zhijing in terms of character.It's so strange that he was so good at picking his targets, that he even defiled the innocent little dragon girl. This incident alone is enough to make readers want to peel her skin and eat her flesh. The hatred has become the biggest resentment in the hearts of every Shendiao reader.

Thinking of the bad deeds of these two people, especially thinking that the pure and pure little dragon girl will be defiled by Yin Zhiping, a sinister many years later, Ling Muyun couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable anger welling up in his heart, wishing to draw his sword immediately, Yin Zhiping, a stinky Taoist priest, was eunuched.

Just when Ling Muyun's thoughts were spinning, he heard Zhao Zhijing continue to ask: "Junior Brother Yin, have you tried to test the martial arts of the disciple of the Six Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River this time? Do you think his martial arts is higher or lower than Yang Kang's?" "

Yin Zhiping said: "I did try it out. The martial arts of the disciple of the Seven Devils in the South of the Yangtze River is not bad, and he can perform dozens of moves under my hands. But if he wants to beat my senior brother Yang Kang, his ability is not enough. Although I have never seen the martial arts of Senior Brother Yang with my own eyes, I often hear from Master that my Senior Brother is talented, intelligent and enlightened. I can't even beat my senior brother."

"Let me just say, Uncle Qiu is the number one expert in my Quanzhen sect. What are the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River? How can their ability to teach apprentices compare with his old man? If you want me to say that the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River are If you don't know how to play, you can obediently bow your head to Master Qiu and admit defeat, but you still have to bet to win, it is really beyond your control!" Zhao Zhijing smiled proudly.

Yin Zhiping shook his head, and said with resentment: "Brother Zhao, you are wrong, these six Jiangnan monsters are also famous masters in the martial arts, and their kung fu is still extremely powerful. Compared with my master and a few Although it is far from enough for a senior uncle to come, it is more than enough to bully us juniors."

"What's the matter, Junior Brother Yin, listening to what you said, could it be that the six Jiangnan monsters still attacked you?" Zhao Zhijing heard that there seemed to be other meanings in Yin Zhiping's words, so he asked.

Yin Zhiping said indignantly: "Brother Zhao, you guessed right, because I fell their disciples when I tried to test them, so they were dissatisfied with me, not only didn't give me the slightest bit of face, their boss Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e even personally took revenge for his apprentice and threw me a big somersault, which made my body ache for several days."

"The seven Jiangnan monsters are not the opponent of Master Qiu, but they are despicable and shameless to attack you by bullying the younger brother. They are just pretending to be chivalrous. After all, they are a bunch of heretics, and they can't act on the big stage." Zhao Zhijing looked disdainful. Said.

At this moment, a clear and bright voice suddenly came to Yin and Zhao's ears: "You Quanzhen disciples gossip and speak ill of others behind their backs. It's not noble at all. It's just laughing at fifty steps."

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