On this day, Ling Muyun was tired of practicing martial arts and was extremely quiet and thoughtful, so he left the thatched cottage and prepared to go down the mountain to the tavern at the foot of the mountain to worship the first and fifth organ temples, so as to satisfy his craving.

During the months he lived at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, Ling Muyun spent time saving, buying rice, flour, oil and salt to buy rice, flour, oil and salt in thatched cottages, but he really has no talent in cooking, and the food he makes is only not unpalatable, and he definitely has no chance of being delicious. So Ling Muyun, who is no longer apart, will go to the tavern at the foot of the mountain to make some improvements.

After coming to the small town at the foot of the mountain, Ling Muyun walked straight to a prosperous tavern in the town. Ling Muyun, who often came, had already eaten all the taverns in the town. He knew that the tavern in the town was an old restaurant for decades, and the chef's skills were quite good. Therefore, in addition to the unknown situation in the first month, Ling Muyun came to this tavern every time he went down the mountain to improve.

Because he often comes to visit, the shopkeeper and the clerk of the tavern have known Ling Muyun, who is generous. When he sees it, the clerk quickly greets the door with a smile and makes Ling Muyun come out with a familiar face. He is familiar with the road and takes Ling Muyun to a window-side seat on the second floor, because Ling Muyun likes to eat and drink while watching the scenery by the window. Every time he comes, he basically chooses a seat on the spot. The clerk of the shop is already familiar with his habits. Of course, this is also because Ling Muyun is not short of gold and silver and generous. If he is an ordinary diner, even a regular inn shop may not be so enthusiastic.

Ling Muyun asked for a table of good wine and food, and he started eating and drinking on his own while watching the street scene. This is also because the ancient environment was good. If it were the modern city where Ling Muyun lived before traveling through the journey, the air was filled with industrial waste gas and car exhaust gas, and a little of it would be hazy in the 365 days a year. Ling Muyun would not have time to hide, so he would not be able to see any scenery by the window.

While Ling Muyun was eating and drinking, two young Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes came to the street, wearing a long sheathed sword on their waists, with light and agile steps, as if they were martial artists. Looking at the two of them dressed, they should be subordinates of the Quanzhen Sect. The town where he was located was a key transportation link for Zhongnan Mountain. There were often Quanzhen disciples passing by. Ling Muyun had seen it a lot in the past few months, so he didn't take it seriously and still ate and drank on his own.

At this time, I heard the enthusiastic greeting from the tavern guys sound downstairs, and then a "thump" footsteps came from the stairs. Ling Muyun turned his head and saw that it was the two young Taoists. It turned out that these two people had also come to this tavern for dinner.

This time they were close, Ling Muyun saw the two clearly that one of the two young Taoists was tall, and they looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and raised cheekbones, which was quite heroic. The other one was moderate in shape, and looked a little younger, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with long eyebrows and handsome eyes and a jade-like face. He was quite handsome. Although the two were not old, they both had bright eyes and slightly bulging temples. It was obvious that martial arts had a small foundation.

Ling Muyun's eyes lit up slightly. In the past few months when he was in Zhongnan Mountain, there have been many disciples of Quanzhen Sect, but it was the first time that he had seen such young and outstanding people like these two. However, when he thought about it, Ling Muyun felt relieved. After all, the Quanzhen Sect is the largest sect in the martial arts world today. Although the seven Quanzhen Sons who are in charge of the sect now are far inferior to their master Wang Chongyang, they are all first-class masters in the world. They open the mountain gate and recruit disciples. It is not uncommon to have a few outstanding disciples. So they took their eyes back and turned their attention to the wine and food in front of them.

The two young Taoist priests came upstairs and glanced around. When their eyes flashed over Ling Muyun, their eyes suddenly paused, stopped on the sword he wore on his waist, and looked at Ling Muyun carefully, as if they saw that Ling Muyun had not shown anything wrong, they took their eyes back and followed the guidance of their friends 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: "My man, my junior brother has just come back from a long distance. Dao Ye, I came here today to welcome him. So if you have any good wine and good dishes, you don't need to save money for Dao Ye," he said.

The younger Taoist priest quickly spoke out and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, let's just eat a little bit, how can you make such a waste?"

The Taoist priest surnamed Zhao waved his hand and said, "Junior Brother Yin, you are so disgusting, right? Although we are not a disciple of the same master, we are like brothers and no difference from our brothers. This time you are ordered by Master Qiu to go to the desert and travel thousands of miles back and forth. Finally, you finally come back. What is the point of my senior brother, who is the senior brother, who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who

Ling Muyun, who was eating and drinking, had achieved some internal strength and had a lot of agility due to resting on the Nine Yin Scriptures in the past six months. His ears became much more agile. Although the distance between the two sides was not very close and the sound in the tavern was noisy, he still heard the words of the two. Ling Muyun couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart: "Junior Brother Yin? Master Qiu? That Taoist priest is not the infamous traitor Yin Zhiping, the most traitor of the god eagle, right!"

Thinking of this, Ling Muyun suddenly felt energetic and didn't bother to eat and drink anymore. He quickly gathered his skills and listened carefully.

At this time, the Taoist priest named Yin said, "Since Senior Brother Zhao is so kind, then I'm better to obey my orders than to be respectful."

"Okay, this is my good junior brother." The Taoist priest named Zhao laughed and turned to the tavern mate, "My man, go and prepare as I said. As long as we brothers are satisfied with our food, I will be able to avoid your reward."

"Okay, please wait, two Taoist masters, I'll go now."

The guy agreed with a smile and quickly went downstairs. The time was not long, and a table of wine and food was placed on it. The two Taoist priests immediately started to talk while eating and drinking.

The Taoist priest named Zhao said, "Junior Brother Yin, tell me, did you see the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan and their apprentices who had bet with Master Qiu this time?"

"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 that they are six monsters. Another one is said to have encountered an enemy and has been broken into the desert in the northern desert." The Taoist priest named Yin replied.

Ling Muyun, who was listening to the side, had no doubts when he heard this. Yin was ordered to go to the northern desert to meet the six monsters in Jiangnan and their apprentices. This Taoist must be Yin Zhiping, the first traitor of the Divine Eagle. This Taoist who came with him to drink was called the senior brother by Yin Zhiping and was not a disciple of the same master with Yin Zhiping. Moreover, his martial arts skills are not weak, not inferior to Yin Zhiping. He is likely to be another villain among the Divine Eagle.

After guessing the identities of the two, Ling Muyun suddenly felt a resentment surge in his heart. He looked at the two of them and didn’t like them. But this is no wonder Ling Muyun. He just asked a martial arts fan who had read the Divine Diao who was the most hated person. Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing can definitely rank in the top three. The readers’ hatred for these two is even higher than that of the largest villain in the book, the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Let me first talk about Zhao Zhijing, who is narrow-minded and sinister. In the original work, Guo Jing defeated the Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation he led when he was taking Yang Jing up the mountain to become a disciple, so he held a grudge and made many difficulties for Yang Guo, who was worshipping his disciple, forcing Yang Guo to rebel from his disciples to escape and join the ancient tomb sect. Because he suffered a loss at the hands of the ancient tomb sect, he hated both Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo and opposed them everywhere. Later, he colluded with the Mongols to seize the position of the chief sect of Quanzhen Sect. He threatened Yin Zhiping for giving in to the position of the chief sect by Yin Zhiping. He forced Yin Zhiping to give in to the position of the chief sect. It was a bad thing, and he was finally stung to death by Zhou Botong's jade bee.

Besides, Yin Zhiping, in fact, Yin Zhiping is not bad in nature. He is one of the few outstanding people when the three generations of disciples of Quanzhen Sect are generally not good. Except for not being able to control the rape of Xiaolongnu in terms of women, he has never done anything unethical. He is much stronger than Zhao Zhijing in terms of character. But the blame is that he is too good at choosing a target and actually defiled the pure and innocent Xiaolongnu. This thing alone is enough to make readers want to peel his skin, eat his flesh, and cut it into pieces to vent his hatred, becoming the biggest resentment in the hearts of every Divine Charm readers.

When Ling Muyun thought of the bad deeds of these two people, especially the pure and innocent little dragon girl would be defiled by Yin Zhiping, a lewd thief, many years later, Ling Muyun couldn't help but feel anger that could not help but rush to draw his sword and castrate Yin Zhiping, a stinky Taoist priest.

Just as Ling Muyun's thoughts were turning, Zhao Zhijing continued to ask: "Junior Brother Yin, did you go here this time to test the martial arts of the disciple of the Six Monsters of Jiangnan? Do you think which martial arts is better than Yang Kang?"

Yin Zhiping said: "I did take a test. The disciple of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan is quite good in martial arts and can take dozens of moves under my hands. However, if he wants to beat my senior brother Yang Kang, his ability is not enough. Although I have never seen Senior Brother Yang's martial arts with my own eyes, I often hear my master talk about it. My senior brother is very talented and ingenious, and his whole body of martial arts is still above me. The disciple of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan cannot even beat me, so I can't beat my senior brother."

"I'll just say that Master Qiu is the number one master in my Quanzhen Sect. What is the role of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan? How can the disciples' abilities be compared with him? If I ask the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan just don't know what they are, they just bow their heads to Master Qiu and admit defeat. But they still have to bet to win. They are really overestimating their abilities!" Zhao Zhijing said with a proud smile.

Yin Zhiping shook his head and said angrily: "Senior Brother Zhao, you are wrong. These six monsters in Jiangnan are also famous masters in the martial arts world. Their skills are still extremely powerful. Although they are far less than my master and several uncles, they are more than enough to bully us juniors."

"What's wrong with Junior Brother Yin? I heard what you said, could the six monsters in Jiangnan still attack you?" Zhao Zhijing heard that there seemed to be another meaning in Yin Zhiping's words, so he asked.

Yin Zhiping said angrily: "Senior Brother Zhao, you guessed it right. Because I fell down their apprentice when I tried to test it, they were dissatisfied with me. Not only did they not give me any good looks, their boss, Feitian Bat Ke Zhene, also personally took action to avenge his apprentice and threw me into a big drop, which made me hurt for several days."

"The seven monsters in Jiangnan are not opponents of Shibo Qiu, but they are bullying the young brother. They are really despicable and shameless. They are simply chivalrous. After all, they are a group of sluts and no one can do things." Zhao Zhijing said with disdain.
Chapter completed!