Mount Hua was only about 300 kilometers away from Mount Song. According to the normal journey, they would arrive in one or two days at the slowest. (Don't worry about the distance, I'm just guessing.)。。）
However, Ning Cheng led a group of Huashan Sect disciples and walked for three days before reaching the foot of Mount Song.
The Huashan Sect disciples thought that their master was afraid of the 'Master and disciple killing each other' and was unwilling to see their eldest senior brother. That was why he did not want to go over so quickly.
Only Ning Cheng knew that if he went there early, he would only be treated as a coolie for the two sides. It would be better to go there later.
"Hiss, there are actually so many heretics. The rumors are true.”
Yue Lingshan looked at the evil sect martial artists at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain and sucked in a cold breath.
When she first heard that Shaolin Temple was going to be destroyed by the army of evil devils and heretics, she did not believe it. After all, with Shaolin Temple's thousand-year-old foundation, how could it be destroyed so easily?
But after seeing the sea of evil sect martial artists, she believed it.
The Shaolin Monastery's heritage was indeed deep, but no matter how deep it was, it was still just a sect. It could not resist this evil sect martial artist who was no different from an army.
At the same time, he was a little worried.
Brother Master had caused such a big trouble this time. How should the Huashan Sect deal with it?
However, when she saw Ning Cheng's calm figure, she could not help but feel more confident.
"With daddy around, I feel at ease!”
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"Son of a b * tch, these bald donkeys of Shaolin are actually so treacherous. They actually set up an ambush to kill us.”
"Fortunately, Hero Linghu led us out of the secret passage. Otherwise, I would have died here today.”
"If I had known earlier, I would have burned this monk temple down.”
"Let's go, let's go…I think after this incident, Shaolin Temple won't dare to harm Sage Nun anymore.”
"Hmph, if there's a next time, we'll come again and Shaolin will be truly destroyed.”
A large group of evil sect martial artists left Shaoshi Mountain, shouting and shouting. Many of them were injured, and many of them were carrying corpses.
"The evil sect martial artists retreated so early. It seems that because of my appearance, the plot has changed slightly.”
"But these people's injuries are real. The Shaolin Temple really put in a lot of effort. They even dare to put on an act with a thousand-year-old temple!”
Ning Cheng remembered that in the original novel, when the group of evil people left, Yue Buqun was with Fang Zheng, Chongxu, Zuo Lengchan and other righteous sect leaders.
But now that he and the Huashan Sect's people had just arrived, the group of evil had already left.
It was obviously a little different from the original. However, he did not care about this change.
"Let's take a detour and enter the Shaolin Temple.”
Ning Cheng led Ning Zhongze and the others to avoid the group of evil spirits and entered Shaolin Temple from a remote corner using Qinggong.
After a few more turns, they arrived at the Shaolin Arhat Hall.
"This time, thanks to Head Zuo's plan, we were able to defeat the evil and protect Shaolin.”
An old monk with a thin face and a kind expression said as he walked out from the back of the Dharma Hall. Behind him was an old Taoist priest with a sage-like appearance.
Zuo Lenchan and four or five extraordinary experts followed closely behind.
Most of these experts seemed to be from the Five Mountain Sword Sect.
"Hmph, Yue Buqun, you don't have to come here!”
Ning Cheng had just entered the hall when a strange voice was heard.
The one who spoke was Zuo Lengchan. His face was gloomy as he stared straight at Ning City.
If looks could kill, Ning Cheng would have been killed by him dozens of times already.
"Looks like Junior Brother Zuo has some prejudice against me!”
Ning Cheng wasn't angry at all. He just chuckled and said.
"Greetings, Grandmaster Fang Zheng, Taoist Priest Chong Xu, and fellow Daoists. I'm late.”
Ning Cheng turned around and cupped his hands.
Even though he was very disdainful of these righteous path leaders, he still had to be polite.
Ning Zhongze also greeted him.
"It's enough that Mr. Yue and Heroine Ning have this kind of heart. On behalf of Shaolin Temple, I thank you for coming to support us.”
Master Fang Zheng thought that Ning Cheng would confront Zuo Lengchan for a while. After all, when enemies met, their eyes would turn red.
He was happy to see it happen.
After all, he did not believe that Ning Cheng could break through to the Xiantian Realm.
However, he did not expect Ning Cheng to ignore Zuo Lengchan. He was slightly stunned, then smiled and bowed back.
"Hehehe, I think someone is deliberately late! Otherwise, with so many righteous path leaders coming in time, why would you be the only one missing?”
"Moreover, at the end of the day, the alliance leader of those evil sects is someone's disciple.”
"Someone is to blame for the Shaolin Temple calamity this time. Perhaps a certain someone was eager for Shaolin to be destroyed so that he could take the opportunity to ascend!”
Zuo Lengchan became angrier when he saw that Ning Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to him.
His eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and he mocked Ning Cheng like a machine gun. His intentions were sinister, and every word was vicious.
"Senior Brother Zuo, you're too much. We're not such people!”
Ning Zhongze looked unhappy.
"Heroine Ning, you're honest and upright, so of course you're not that kind of person. However, it was not necessarily the case for a certain someone. He was shrewd and deep. Who knew what he was thinking!”
Zuo Lengchan's words were laced with a spear and stick as he stared at Ning City.
Ning Cheng had killed the three great masters of Mount Song and caused Mount Song Sect to suffer heavy losses. Therefore, he wished he could swallow Ning Cheng alive.
"Zuo Lenchan, why are you so arrogant? My father can come whenever he wants. It has nothing to do with you, Zuo Lenchan!”
Yue Lingshan admired Ning Cheng the most in her heart. Hearing Zuo Lengchan's mockery, she could not help but stand up and defend herself.
Zuo Lenchan was furious when he saw that even a junior like Yue Lingshan dared to shout at him. He drew the sword at his waist and was about to attack.
"It seems that Zuo Shixiong has a deep misunderstanding about me.”
Ning Cheng gestured for Yue Lingshan to step back. He gently fanned himself, his demeanor relaxed, like a modest gentleman.
It was a stark contrast to Zuo Lengchan.
Zuo Lengchan was unmoved. He had already drawn his sword in front of everyone. If he was scared away, he would not be the sect master of Mount Song Sect.
Moreover, he also wanted to see if Ning City was as powerful as the rumors said.
Zuo Lengchan looked at Ning City and said sinisterly,""Yue Buqun, are you courting death!"
"Does Senior Brother Zuo want to spar? I'm happy to accompany you!"
Ning Cheng smiled and put away his folding fan. He took a step forward and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
If Zuo Lenchan dared to make a move, then even if he didn't kill Zuo Lenchan today, he would cripple him.
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