Astral Apostle

   Chapter 212 Difficulties and Settlement

  Zhou Jing picked up the long spear covered in lime, shook it a little, and accidentally smashed half of the steps, and then led the group into the mountain gate.

  The Wushan School is not small, and the pavilions and pavilions are quite elegant in the southern style.

  Everyone looked around and was amazed.

  Except for a few people, although the rest of the green forest heroes have wandered around the world, they have never entered such a famous sect, and the dozens of poor villagers who followed the crowd were also seeing it for the first time. At this time, they all opened their eyes.

   "I have heard that the Wushan School is one of the eight major schools in Jianghu. What about martial arts, this school is beautifully built."

  Guo Haishen rubbed his chin and said.

  Hong Ding first snorted: "It's just that I have no backbone. In front of my brother, I don't even dare to fart, and I'm still a big sect..."

   "Second brother can even scare away thousands of imperial troops and horses. It's normal to be afraid of a mere sect of Jianghu."

   Fang Zhen pouted.

   Duan Yunfeng did not fight, but watched the surroundings vigilantly. He noticed that other people came from time to time on the road, and followed closely behind him, so he said in a low voice: "Brother Chen, this is someone else's territory. We go deep alone, and be careful of their tricks."

"Ok……"

   Zhou Jing looked back.

Ding Shixiong was leading the disciples behind him. They didn't dare to stop Zhou Jing and his party from coming in. From a distance, they watched Zhou Jing and others strutting around in the sect. As the master, they seemed to be outsiders, with an angry and scared expression on their faces. .

  Zhou Jing suddenly stopped, raised his hand and gestured towards the back, and said, "That acting head, come over and talk."

  Ding Shixiong was stunned for a moment, and he regretted doing this job more and more in his heart.

   Zhou Jing said casually:

"Our brothers are all rude. If we go rummaging through boxes, I'm afraid we will break a lot of things, and your sect is so big, it will take time and effort to find it. In this way, you can have people bring the secret books and offer them up. I heard that Wu Shan sect There are nineteen martial arts, and there are other famous Wushan six skills, I have to see each of them, if you are short of jins or two, then you can take a shot from me."

"you!"

  Ding Shixiong is bitter.

   If he really ordered his disciples to do this, he would be a sinner of the sect through the ages, and he would be nailed to the pillar of shame and reviled by later disciples.

   But if you don't agree, I'm afraid there will be no disciples of future generations...

   "My Wushan faction admits it!"

  Ding Shixiong gritted his teeth.

   For the sake of the sect, he is willing to endure humiliation and burden, and everyone will understand.

   It’s definitely not for my own life anyway!

  Ding Shixiong went back and told his disciples to do the same, which caused a lot of excitement.

   But thinking of the power of Zhou Jing's shot just now, the disciples finally gave in and did not dare to go against them, so they went down to do things one after another.

   Zhou Jing and his party came to the open sect square and waited here.

   After a while, the Wushan Sect disciples brought eighteen cheat books and piled them on the ground.

   Zhou Jing casually flipped through it, but looking at Ding Shixiong, he raised his eyebrows and said:

   "Why only eighteen?"

Ding Shixiong broke out in a cold sweat and explained bravely: "Liuyun Drizzle Art is a unique skill of our town, and only the master can practice it. He always carries the secret book with him. Even if there is a copy stored in the school, only the master knows the location. ...Since you have killed the Sect Master, you should have obtained the secret manual..."

"So what?" Zhou Jing snorted: "I said that if you want to come up with nineteen copies, it must be nineteen copies. Even if you dig three feet into the ground today, you have to find them. Guns don't agree."

   After he finished speaking, he took a long shot, and the bluestone slabs of the square cracked.

  Damn, this guy is clearly trying to make things difficult for us!

  Ding Shixiong cursed in his heart, gritted his teeth, and almost wanted to attack.

   Zhou Jing looked at him: "Do you want to do it? That's the best, don't bear it."

  Ding Shixiong instantly calmed down.

   "...We're looking for it!"

   He gritted his teeth in response, and went back to mobilize many disciples to search the sect like a carpet.

   After a short while, the disciples found the copy of the secret book that Shen Sanqiu had hidden in the secret compartment and hurriedly sent it over.

  Ding Shixiong held the cheat book, blood dripping from his heart.

   He has been pursuing the exercises for many years, and now he can only play it once, and he will soon give it to others. He is not in a bad mood.

  Ding Shixiong endured the distress, and gritted his teeth and handed the cheat book to Zhou Jing: "The nineteenth cheat book is here."

   Zhou Jing took it, glanced at random, and then threw it to the accomplice beside him.

   "Since you have presented your secrets to each other, I won't embarrass you any more today, let's go."

   The voice fell, and Ding Shixiong and all the disciples secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

   However, at this time, Zhou Jing changed his words and said solemnly:

   "But... if my brother's practice goes wrong, it's because you have done tricks on the secret book. I will definitely come back to you to settle the account. Then you can wait for another leader."

   Hearing the words, Wu Shan disciples immediately burst into an uproar.

  Ding Shixiong was even more frightened and frightened, and felt aggrieved.

  Isn’t it a common thing to make mistakes in practice? Otherwise, why do you need Master to correct them?

   You are immersed in practicing with the cheats, how can there be no problem, and this is also our fault?

"Aren't you convinced?" Zhou Jing suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "Your family leader brought a group of Jianghu people and killed more than a dozen of my brothers. I came here today because of the bad luck of looking for Er and others! You think I have the secret book. Did you come to practice it yourself? Tell you, I take your Wushan style martial arts, and I plan to spread it all over the world, not only for the people of the rivers and lakes, but even for the old farmers in Tianbei. I want you to have no secrets in Wushan style kung fu. It's not just you, I will find all the Jianghu sects who came to kill Grandpa!"

"what?!"

  Ding Shixiong and others suddenly changed color.

   They thought that this group of people was searching for martial arts just for their own practice and for some benefits. Unexpectedly, this person's plan was to spread these martial arts all over the world.

   This kind of harming others is not good for oneself, what exactly is the picture? Just for revenge?

If the martial arts of the martial art spread on a large scale, it would become a common commodity in the future. Even a third-rate martial artist might be able to play a few martial arts of the Wushan school... His own martial arts were learned by outsiders and cracked by others. At that time, Wu Shan The faction will be reduced to a second- and third-rate sect!

   Looking at the shocked expressions of the Wu Shan faction, Zhou Jing suddenly said:

"However, I can give you a chance to make amends. If you want to take back your martial arts, that's easy to do. You can find experts to discuss with me, whether it's from your school or not, you can play on your behalf. I will not only return all the martial arts of your sect, but also give you all the martial arts of other sects that I have collected... Hmph, not only for you, but also for other sects. The words have spread, and my conditions have always worked!"

   For the progress of [No. 1 in the world], he intends to use this method to attract experts in the world, so that he does not have to spend a lot of time on the road, but waits for these sects to make connections and find experts to challenge himself.

  People sit at home, and injustices come from everywhere, saving time and effort.

   After finishing speaking, Zhou Jing did not wait for Wu Shan to send everyone to respond, and went straight down the mountain with his accomplices, walking resolutely.

   Until this time, the tense nerves of everyone were really loosened, and many disciples' legs were weak, and they almost fell to the ground, looking like the rest of their lives.

   "Finally send this magic star away..."

   Ding Shixiong muttered to himself.

   An elder next to him suddenly burst into tears and beat his chest:

   "Then Chen Feng wants to spread the martial arts of my school all over the world, and my Wushan school is finished! God has no eyes to let such a murderer run amok in the world!"

   When everyone heard the words, they all gritted their teeth and were greatly distressed.

   For nearly a hundred years, the predecessors of the sect have improved their martial arts from generation to generation, so that the Wushan sect has a set of inherited and profound martial arts.

  But today, all martial arts have been leaked out and will be spread around the world. That's all it takes for Chen Feng to pass it on to the people in the martial arts, and he even threatened to pass it on to all the mud-legged people who work in the fields...

   Isn't this spoiling the things of our ancestors? !

The elder    was in tears, suddenly turned his head and glared at Ding Shixiong, and shouted: "Ding Shixiong! You betrayed the sect's exquisite skills, how can you be the head?"

  Ding Shixiong was stunned for a moment, and then burst into anger: "I endured the humiliation and burdened, and then I agreed to the murderer's conditions. If it wasn't for me, the place would have been littered with corpses. If I'm wrong, it's also Shen Sanqiu who provokes a strong enemy!"

   "Fart, just now that Chen Feng asked you, you are afraid, you don't admit that you are the head, and since this is the case, then you don't want to be the head of the generation!"

  Many middle and high-level executives criticized Ding Shixiong, scolding him in agitation, as if they had found a target to vent their anger and blame, and at this juncture, there was an infighting.

  Ding Shixiong was annoyed: "Why, this is going to cross the river and demolish the bridge? Why didn't you say that when Chen Feng was here?! Okay, this acting head, whoever of you likes to do it!"

   After saying that, he turned his head and left.

The sect master's exclusive town sect is gone, the sect will also decline after the martial arts are leaked, and there is a risk that Chen Feng will come to the door again. He feels that this job has suddenly lost its appeal, the risks outweigh the benefits, and it is a hot potato. Even if there is no infighting, he still wants to give up.

   On the side, Qi Zhiyu secretly rejoiced that he didn't fight for the position all the time, otherwise he would be the unlucky one.

   Seeing the infighting among the backbone of the sect, many disciples are even more heartbroken, only to feel that the prospect of the sect is getting bleak, and they start to be undecided.

   For a time, the huge Wushan Sect had a swaying feeling of falling trees and husks scattered by rain and wind.

the other side.

   Zhou Jing's group went down the mountain along the road and walked all the way, only to meet Lin Song who was waiting anxiously in a deserted forest.

   "Brother, you're back! How's the situation?"

  Lin Song hurried up to meet him.

Zhou Jing glanced at him, didn't answer, and said casually: "You didn't really join the team, since you want to part ways with me, I don't blame you, everyone will be strangers in the future. It doesn't matter whether you can become the leader or not. , in the future, the Wu Shan faction will come to provoke us, and I will not show mercy to you."

   "Brother, I..."

"go."

  Zhou Jing stopped talking and strode forward.

   The other Guo Haishen, Fang Zhen, and others glared at Lin Song coldly, bumped him away, and followed Zhou Jing all the way.

   Only Lin Song was left standing by the road alone, her figure rather lonely.

  …

   For the next few days, Zhou Jing kept walking, finding a family of Jianghu sects who had participated in the interception, and searching for martial arts like he dealt with the Wushan sect.

   Of course, there are also people who don't cooperate. He opened a few killings, killing chickens and monkeys. The remaining sects either did not dare to recreate them again, or they broke up and ran away before he came to the door.

   And the famous Jianghu legend who participated in the interception and escaped by chance, as long as he was found, it was the result of being killed on the spot, and he was not given any chance to defend himself.

  The head of the Qinglian sect, Yan Hanjun, the head of the Haijing sect, An Dafeng, and the head of the Taiyi sect, Lu Xilin, all had their heads broken by Zhou Jing, but in the end they failed to escape.

   Under his scourge, Jiang Chun's various sects were directly crippled in half.

  ——It turns out that this fellow is not not taking revenge, but he is only now freeing up his hands!

   For a time, Jiangchun Wulin was roaring, and the local sects were so frightened that there were no masters, and their disciples scattered.

   And after Zhou Jing scoured a martial art, he made an amazing move, so he had people copy a lot of copies, and scattered them wherever he went, even villagers might find them.

   His actions of publicizing the profound martial arts of these sects caused violent shocks in the rivers and lakes, and the whole world was shocked.

   Many people in Jianghu have never heard of such a deed. At the moment when the door is very insightful, this kind of deviant behavior is simply unreasonable.

Ordinary rivers and lakes rangers and green forest heroes who are not taught by famous teachers, as direct beneficiaries, are naturally surprised and excited, and secretly feel that Chen Feng's generosity and righteousness have given them the opportunity to easily learn advanced martial arts in their lives, without having to jump off cliffs. God has changed.

   But for the Jianghu sect, Zhou Jing's behavior is tantamount to digging their foundation.

  Even other Jianghu martial arts schools that have no quarrel with Chen Feng are saddened by the death of a rabbit and a fox. They are afraid of following in their footsteps, so they feel hostile and angrily denounce this absurd behavior of wantonly spreading other martial arts.

  What happened in Jiangchun Wulin spread quickly, shocking other big factions in the rivers and lakes.

  Under the same hatred, the major Jianghu sects directly put a new name on Chen Feng's head...

   The devil of chaos!

   (end of this chapter)