I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 57 Zhen Zhibing has five seconds to arrive at the battlefield

Zhao Zhijing thrust his sword forward, as fast as lightning. A cold light flashed under the light, and he went straight to cut the silk ribbon in Xiaolongnu's hand.

This sword move was not like the palm move just now, but a real Quanzhen sword move, "Gathering Ten Thousands and Falling Thousands"

Seeing that the sword was coming at her quickly, Xiaolongnu swung her right hand and grabbed the blade of the sword directly. Then she used the force of the sword to break it with a clever move.

Her gloves were silver silk gloves passed down from the ancestors of the Ancient Tomb Sect. They were woven with extremely fine and tough platinum silk and were invulnerable to swords and spears, so she dared to grab the sword directly.

Little did he know that this was exactly what Zhao Zhijing had planned. He immediately channeled his internal energy into the sword.

With a "crack" sound, the long sword broke in half. Zhao Zhijing was still standing firmly in the same place, but Xiaolongnu was shocked and took a step back.

Although Xiaolongnu broke the sword as she wished, her arms were also sore and numb from the shock, and the energy in her chest stagnated. She quickly adjusted her breathing and calmed her mind.

"This Taoist is highly skilled in martial arts, and his internal strength is far superior to mine. Now that I have not yet completed my practice of the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, I am definitely no match for him."

Xiao Longnu's mind turned, she knew that the other party had no intention of hurting her, otherwise, if he used a little more of his internal energy, he would definitely be able to injure her with the sword.

"Zhi Jing, stop it first!"

The Taoists looked behind them and saw that Hao Datong had finally arrived.

As soon as the competition among the third and fourth generation disciples ended today, Hao Datong went to the back hill of Chongyang Palace to look for his brother Ma Yu, the head teacher, wanting to tell him about the fact that Zhao Zhijing and his disciple Yang Guo had both won the championship, and to also report on the miscellaneous affairs of the Quanzhen Sect.

The place where Ma Yuqing was practicing was quite a distance away from Chongyang Palace. By the time Hao Datong came and went, it had already darkened.

Ma Yu was nearly eighty years old at this time. Although he had practiced authentic Xuanmen internal skills for many years and was much stronger than ordinary people both mentally and physically, he felt increasingly overwhelmed over the past year or so.

At this time, when he heard his junior fellow apprentice Hao Datong talking about the big competition, he was happy that the Quanzhen Sect had a successor, but at the same time he felt that at his age, most of his junior fellow apprentices were in their seventies, so it was time to decide on the next disciple to inherit the title of the headmaster.

However, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi and others were not in Chongyang Palace now, and Ma Yu wanted to seek the truth in peace and did not want to get involved in trivial matters, so he instructed Hao Datong to wait until the senior brothers returned to the mountain and then decide together on the candidate for the third generation's first disciple, and there was no need to ask for his opinion specifically.

Hao Datong knew what his senior brother meant, so he didn't say any more. Seeing that it was getting late, he said goodbye and left.

Just as they were about to return to Chongyang Palace, they suddenly heard an alarm. Hao Datong hurried over and when he arrived there, he saw Zhao Zhijing repelling Xiaolongnu.

Compared with the disciples below, Hao Datong naturally knew more about the origins of the Quanzhen Sect and the Ancient Tomb Sect, so he ordered Zhao Zhijing to stop first.

"Mother-in-law, and this Miss Long, you and I have been neighbors for decades. I wonder what you are here for today?"

Granny Sun and Xiao Longnu fought with Zhao Zhijing successively but were unable to gain any advantage. Then when they saw Hao Datong with white beard and white eyebrows, they knew that he must be a figure of the same generation as Zhao Zhijing's master, and his martial arts skills must be much higher than his disciples.

"I don't want to waste time talking to anyone. If you want to keep me and my mother-in-law here, just come up and do it."

Although Xiaolongnu was no match for Zhao Zhijing, she still carried the Jade Bee Needle with her. This hidden weapon was as thin as an ox hair and could be used to hurt people invisibly at night with the help of the weather.

I just don't want to hurt anyone at the beginning, but if the other party really wants to attack me, then it will be a fight between life and death.

Seeing her speaking in a blunt and rude manner, Hao Datong thought to himself that although this girl was very young, her martial arts skills were already quite advanced. Among the three generations of disciples in his sect, except for Zhao Zhijing, no one could be her rival.

He just seems to understand nothing. It seems that it is because he has lived in an ancient tomb for a long time and has never been out in the world.

He did not want to argue with a junior like her, so he turned to look at Zhang Zhiguang who was in charge of night patrol and asked, "Zhiguang, are any disciples injured?" Zhang Zhiguang did not want the news of him being slapped to spread, so he immediately said, "In reply to Master, fortunately Senior Brother Zhao Zhijing arrived in time, and no disciples were injured."

When Zhao Zhijing heard that Zhang Zhiguang did not forget to curry favor with him at this critical juncture, he thought that this man was truly an expert. His casual words showed that he had grasped the essence of speed, accuracy and stability.

Hao Datong nodded. He had witnessed the fight between Zhao Zhijing and Xiaolongnu just now, and had also experienced Xiaolongnu's stubbornness and arrogance. If Zhao Zhijing had not been present, most of the disciples would have been lying in a row.

Since there is nothing to worry about, let's let these two people go. Otherwise, if the Quanzhen Sect forces an old woman and a young girl to stay in Chongyang Palace, if the news gets out in the martial arts world, then even if it's reasonable, it will become unreasonable. Who knows how they will be discredited by those who like to do good things.

Furthermore, considering the friendship between the two sects, he did not want to make things difficult for these two people.

"Forget it, go ahead. But if you want to come to Chongyang Palace next time, please let me know in advance to avoid any misunderstandings."

Granny Sun knew that stealing the scriptures was hopeless and could only return to the ancient tomb and make plans. She snorted coldly and stopped arguing.

Xiao Long Nu showed no sign of gratitude, and just said, "You are quite straightforward, old Taoist."

He glanced at Zhao Zhijing, then looked at the Quanzhen disciples present, and then came close to Grandma Sun.

Xiao Longnu held her arm, tapped the ground with her feet, and flew up lightly, directly jumping over the courtyard wall, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Hao Datong was even more surprised when he saw her display this skill before leaving. It was truly something he had never seen before. He didn't know how this girl, who was so young, had mastered this skill.

Thinking of this, Hao Datong's gaze fell on Zhao Zhijing again, and he thought that among the three generations of disciples, except Zhao Zhijing, there were really no outstanding talents in martial arts.

Moreover, although Zhijing had made amazing progress in his cultivation, he was still not as good as Li Mochou, the Red Snake Fairy of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

At present, Senior Brother Qiu and his group of four, along with the sect's elite disciples, have spent half a year but still have not been able to capture Li Mochou, and the two sides have already developed a grudge.

There are also Huodu and Dalba from the Western Regions, who might come back to cause trouble again at any time.

Now that the six Quanzhen masters are still here, they can hold out for a while, but what about ten years later?

By then, the Quanzhen Sect, which claims to be the authentic martial arts sect in the world, will surely be defeated, and the master's lifelong reputation will be ruined.

"It seems that we need to discuss this matter carefully after Senior Brother Qiu and the others come back."

Hao Datong made up his mind, called Zhao Zhijing over and praised him, then asked all the disciples to disperse and step up precautions.

Zhao Zhijing said a few humble words, then left the courtyard and prepared to return to his Taoist temple to rest.

"According to the time calculation, Uncle Qiu and the others should be back soon."

After traveling back in time, whenever Zhao Zhijing thought of the scene he saw on the screen in his childhood, his fists would harden.

Unfortunately, Zhen Zhibing never returned to the mountain, and had no place to give his speech.

"Although Zhen Zhibing has not seen Xiao Longnu yet, it does not mean that I can pretend that nothing happened!"

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