Chapter 93: Frauding Huo Foreman

"Junior sister, please please here." Lin Qing made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior brother." Zhou Zhiruo smiled and entered the room arranged by Lin Qing for Zhou Zhiruo.

Seeing this, Lin Qing snorted, turned around and left. In the world of the Demon Sect leader, basically everyone was turned into evil, especially Zhou Zhiruo, who was scheming enough.

Zhang Wuji is also an ambitious and able to tolerate someone in the movie. If Zhang Wuji in the novel is like this, what else can Zhu Chongba have?

When he arrived at the cliff of the back mountain that day, looking at the bottomless abyss below, Lin Qing hesitated slightly. To be honest, the Nine Yang True Sutra was not very tempting to him, but he was able to open up the Ren and Du meridians and become a martial arts-level powerhouse, which made Lin Qing very moved.

The one who is at the level of martial arts in the Legend of the Condor Heroes is Zhang Sanfeng and a fire forebodou. It can be said that Zhang Sanfeng is already invincible in the world, and is enough to be comparable to the existence of a martial spirit. Unfortunately... the world restricts him. If Zhang Sanfeng can go to the other world where he is, he will be a martial god, or even higher.

"System, is there a way to get Zhang Sanfeng to China University of China?" Lin Qing asked after pondering.

"Yes, the host needs to invade this world." The system replied the next second.

"Invade this world?" Lin Qing asked in confusion.

"This world is a small world. If the host can bind himself to this world, he can create an ascension channel. Allow the strong people in this world to ascend to the world where the host is located." The system explained.

Lin Qing suddenly couldn't handle it. This matter had both advantages and disadvantages for him, but he didn't have such an idea yet.

"Let's talk about it in the future." Lin Qing said lightly after pondering for a while.

"call--!"

The cold wind whistled, feeling the coldness on his cheeks as if it were a blade. Lin Qing shrank his neck, but his eyes did not retreat at all.

The steep cliff more than 1,000 meters long, if it were an ordinary person, he would probably not even dare to get close to it, but Lin Qing was about to jump down directly.

"Swoosh--!"

The eardrum was swollen, and the sound of the wind blew across his ears and jumped down from the sky. Lin Qing felt that his whole body seemed to be burning, and the friction caused a fire...

His forehead was covered with sweat, and he did not dare to be careless at all. He stared at the cliff beside him, and from time to time he used the ladder to ease the degree of falling.

After all, if there is an accident, there will be no place to die.

"Ding, ding, ding."

The toes were light and had a "intimate" contact with the mountain wall. Seeing that the bottom of the cliff was already in sight, Lin Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Take it--!"

At this moment, a vine broke through the sky.

Feeling the sound of breaking the wind coming from his ears, Lin Qing said in his heart, it was true!

When he jumped off the cliff, he expected this situation and naturally thought of a solution. Although he was in mid-air and wanted to leverage his strength, it did not mean that he could only let others slaughter!

A long sword was directly taken out from the system space, and the sword intent exploded.

Cut the vines into pieces.

"Huh? What kind of sword technique are you doing? This should not be anything from the Wudang Sect. Who are you?"

A sound of surprise sounded, and then, with a "boom" sound, a big stone ball that was two people tall appeared in the valley.

If you look at the big stone ball carefully, you will see an ugly old man with an ugly face, his limbs were tightly tied to the stone by thick vines, as if he was embedded in it.

Fire Foreword!

The only person in the world who has mastered the Nine-Level Nine Yang Divine Arts!

"My younger generation Song Qingshu is a disciple of the Wudang Sect for three generations. His father Song Yuanqiao is the eldest disciple of Zhang Sanfeng!" Lin Qing said in a humble and arrogant manner.

He is not afraid of the Forefather, he can't beat him, so we can still run away, right?

"Hahahaha, it turns out that he is Zhang Sanfeng's disciple!"

Huo Foreword couldn't help laughing, his words were full of rampant expressions: "So

I jumped off the cliff from me and haven’t had any meat for a long time. I just happened to give you a tooth sacrifice!”

"Senior, come here this time, I just want to let you teach me the Nine Yang Divine Arts to open up the Ren and Du meridians." Lin Qing said calmly.

"Hahaha! You can teach you, but you must call Zhang Sanfeng a turtle bastard." Huo Forefather Tuo laughed and joked.

Lin Qing smiled slightly, and naturally he could not scold Zhang Sanfeng. Even if he scolded this guy, he would not necessarily teach him.

Lin Qing bowed respectfully and said with a smile: "Senior, don't worry, it is impossible to scold Master. I will never scold Master in this life. But I have a way to make you better than Master."

The words "better than Zhang Sanfeng" are like some kind of magical spell, which makes the Huo Forefather Tuo's face suddenly become extremely exciting.

"Boy, what are you going to do? Tell me quickly!"

Hearing this, Lin Qing's smile remained unchanged, which was already expected.

After all, in the original work, Huo Forefa Taku is silly and cute, and Zhang Wuji easily used the method of provoking Huo Forefa Taku to take the bait.

Why can’t Lin Qing do it?

"Senior, don't worry, if you teach me the Nine Yang Divine Arts, will I be your disciple?" Lin Qing smiled and asked with a handful of broken jade paper in his hand.

"Of course, I'm telling you that the Nine Yang Divine Art is my disciple." Huo Foreword nodded. He still knew this simple truth.

"If you walk around the world with the identity introduced by your senior, defeating the seven heroes of Wudang and even my master, then wouldn't the senior change his direction and defeat my master?" Lin Qing smiled, with a cunning expression similar to a fox.

As soon as this said, Huo Foreword Tuo fell silent immediately. He lived alone in this valley for more than ten years, and his head was not very enlightened.

In addition, Lin Qing said, it happened to be the thing that Huo Foreword Tuo cares most.

What people in the world care about the most is the word "fame and fortune", but the most worry is that there is no successor. Lin Qing's words made these two points clear.

Even though Huo Foreword is now extremely striking, he can't help but be moved by Lin Qing's proposal.

Moreover, Lin Qing's cultivation is not weak, so he will definitely not be over twenty years old. A master level expert who is less than twenty years old will be very proud of his face when he speaks it out.

"Boy, I ask you, would you like to be my teacher?" said Huo Forefather.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qing smiled faintly and said lightly: "Senior, I have already joined the Wudang Sect, I am afraid I will not be able to join the senior. If the senior accepts me as a registered disciple, and think about the registered disciples, even if they can defeat the seven heroes of Wudang or even my master, wouldn't they be more famous?"

"This is reasonable. Today I will accept you as a registered disciple and pass on your magical skills." Huo Forefather Tuo laughed loudly, extremely proud.

Lin Qing was also extremely proud and could break through the martial arts immediately, which was a win-win situation.

(End of this chapter)
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