After the old monk listened to Ling Tianyun's words, he just smiled faintly and didn't say anything. Ling Tianyun, on the other hand, glanced at the old monk and found that he was sitting calmly, and he didn't mention these things again, and seemed to agree with Ling Tianyun's statement. The old monk had a faint smile on his calm face, which made Ling Tianyun's heart tense again, how could the other party be moved by his own words so easily, he must be brewing a new conspiracy again.

"Well, don't you want to mention it again, do you want to know anything else?" The old monk spoke, and he began to change the subject. The little scout was cautious, did not answer the old monk's words, he secretly wondered in his heart, is this old monk going to play some tricks to put himself in it.

"Master, don't bother the little one, the little one doesn't have any doubts." Ling Tianyun said categorically, he didn't want to talk any more, and he was also tired, he just wanted to take a good rest.

"You muddy boy crossed the river and demolished the bridge, didn't you, I will tell you in detail about the old monk you want to ask, but now it's okay to question me. I think the old monk I have some intentions for you, I'm sorry, just throw your cultivation into the street, and no one will look at you. I really don't know the hearts of good people, the old monk and my kindness have been eaten by dogs. The old monk couldn't help but shout angrily.

This moment he hit Ling Tianyun's heart, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart, and two blushes immediately flew on his handsome cheeks. He hung his head in a state of confusion, not daring to look at the old monk again.

"Hmph, how can the old monk not be able to see clearly, you have a good idea. Never bringing unknown dangers with you, you want your own destiny to be in your own hands. Alas, but the world is impermanent, how can everyone be so easy to control their own destiny. If there is no other doubt, the old monk, I will rest. As for today's troubles, you can settle them yourself. ”

"It's suffering, it's the old monk's again." Ling Tianyun's heart froze, he remembered that he had also offended the people of the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo, I was afraid that the people of the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo were already looking for themselves in Manlanzhou City. With the skills of an old monk, he can easily escape, and as for himself, if the other party really has a master to come, it is really difficult to escape.

When he first met Zhong Tong, he thought that the people in Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo were just like this, and Zhong Tong's cultivation would be able to become a martial artist in that martial arts dojo under himself, so he thought that there were no masters in that martial arts dojo. After fighting with Zhong Huai today, he found that Zhong Huai's internal force cultivation was not under him, if the two sides had to fight for their lives today, maybe they could kill each other, but the price was that they would also be seriously injured.

Ling Tianyun found that he had made a fatal mistake, that is, he underestimated this Lanzhou Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo. This time, he looked at this Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo with a partial and comprehensive eye, causing himself to despise that martial arts dojo. In addition, he had never been in contact with the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo in the first place, but he just listened to the narration of the actions of the people in the Martial Arts Dojo by the junior second of the White Stone Town Shop, which led to his preconceived ideas about this martial arts dojo and had a wrong judgment about it.

Thinking of these two points, he felt a chill in his heart and a cold sweat. The misjudgment of the cultivation of the various personnel of the Na Martial Arts Dojo, and the hostility between himself and the Zhong Mountain Martial Arts Dojo for some reason, made him feel a chill in his heart. He looked at the old monk who was lying on the bed and snoring like thunder, and he didn't feel that he was smiling bitterly, his heart was in a mess, but the old monk was snoring like a cow. I don't know why there are a lot of people in this Lanzhou city inexplicably, all the inns in this city are overcrowded, and the two of them have to stay in a guest room.

Ling Tianyun didn't feel sleepy at all, he knew that tonight must not be very peaceful. It's not just the people from the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo who want to trouble him, but also those people who seem to be dressed as people in Lanzhou City, what purpose will they have when they come to Lanzhou City. Although it was difficult to get along the way, he didn't want to add any more trouble to himself, and he didn't want to make any more trouble when he went to Daizhou City. As soon as the city of Lanzhou was over, he hurried to Daizhou to go to his grandfather's mansion. As for this old monk, he can come with him if he wants to, and he doesn't want to have too much to do with him.

In fact, Ling Tianyun was also confused in his heart, where would he go after going to Daizhou, although his father told him to go to Jizhou in the Great Zhou to find Fu Heng, a famous martial artist. reported to him that the Khitan Great Master had completed his invincible exit, but he clearly felt that his father did not want him to stay in the territory of the Great Han Kingdom, but wanted him to go to the territory of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and he couldn't figure out what the purpose was.

If it is really as his father said, then the invincible exit will endanger the Central Plains martial arts, and it will not be his turn to report the news, maybe the eyeliners of the gangs in the Khitan country will know about it. I'm afraid they have already reported this matter back to the major gangs in the Central Plains, and they don't have to do this thing by themselves at all.

Since his father wanted him to leave the Great Han Kingdom, he had no choice but to follow his old man's wishes, and he touched the letter that Ling Duozhi wrote to Fu Heng hidden in his arms, and felt much more at ease in his heart. He knew that his father would never harm him, and maybe he would know the answer when he saw Fu Heng, the senior of the martial arts, in Jizhou.

The first night had arrived, Ling Tianyun sat quietly on the wooden chair, he had temporarily suppressed his thousands of thoughts in his heart, the people from the Bell Mountain Martial Arts Dojo should have found this place. It's been almost an hour, and if the people from the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo still find them living in this inn, then the people from this martial arts dojo are really a bunch of wine bags and rice bags.

Sure enough, there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and from far to near the sound of horses neighing for a moment sounded outside the inn. All I heard was the noise of people and a hurried knock on the door. They came, and it seemed that the ability of the people in the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo was not bad.

Ling Tianyun didn't think about escaping, since they had found here, then he would go out and take on all this. He also wanted to meet the masters of the only martial arts dojo in Lanzhou City, and when he thought of this, he couldn't help but have his blood boiling, and it seemed that he had been longing for all this for a long time. He needed a battle of equal forces to temper himself, and if it was a little higher than his martial cultivation, he would feel even more excited.

He didn't know why he had such thoughts, and he didn't know why he felt the incomparable excitement all over his body, and the blood in his whole body really began to boil.

He walked out of the room with his saber in hand, his sturdy leather boots striding across the floor, the steady rhythm of his footsteps fading away from the room. It's just that what he didn't notice was that the old monk turned over, his eyes revealing a sharp light, looking at Ling Tianyun's gradually disappearing back and deep in thought.

The shopkeeper in the inn stood behind the door in a panic, he didn't know what was going on, he didn't dare to open the door, he was leaning on the door beam, and his whole body trembled. The tenants in the inn were also woken up by this rapid knock on the door, and they were so unhappy that they almost scolded, but when they pushed the window and found that the black pressure outside the inn door was overwhelming a group of big men, they were suddenly silent and subconsciously shut up.

Ling Tianyun stepped forward and gently patted the shoulder of the shopkeeper, who was wearing a small gray felt hat and a leather coat that wrapped himself tightly. The shopkeeper's frightened eyes seemed to have received a little comfort from Ling Tianyun's hands, and his eyes gradually calmed down. But his whole body was still trembling. This shopkeeper was only fifteen or sixteen years old, judging from his pale and bloodless face, but there was still a little childishness, perhaps he had never experienced such a thing. Through the crack in the wooden door, you can see that the lights are bright outside, and a crowd of people gathered in front of the inn.

"Open the door, don't fear that they're coming."

Ling Tianyun gave the shopkeeper a calm look and encouraged him to open the door. The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, perhaps gaining some confidence from Ling Tianyun's quiet eyes, he pulled the door bolt open with trembling hands, and slowly opened the door.

A gust of cold wind from outside the door swept in, causing the hall in the inn to chill sharply. The shopkeeper trembled and fell to the ground with the deadbolt in his hand, and his tightened lips turned purple.

Ling Tianyun strode out of the threshold of the inn's door, and motioned for the shopkeeper to close the door. He glanced at the black crowd in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

I saw twenty or thirty people in front of me, seven or eight of them riding tall horses, holding torches in their hands, illuminating the surroundings as bright as the day. At this time, the winter rain had stopped, but it was even colder, and gusts of cold wind were blowing. I don't know what those torches are made of, and such a cold wind can't blow them out.

On the outer periphery of the group were seven or eight samurai riding tall horses and holding torches, and on the inside were also a group of samurai in strong suits, all of whom were burly and exuded a fierce aura. The first people who poured into Ling Tianyun's eyes were two acquaintances, Zhong Tong and Zhong Huai. And these two stood behind the other old man, and a light burst out from the old man's eyes and shot towards Ling Tianyun's body.

The old man had silver hair, and his face was as red as drunk. The old man was dressed in cloth and wore a pair of ordinary cloth shoes under his feet. An aura like Lin Yue Yuan emanated from him, and a pair of flickering tiger eyes couldn't help but look at Ling Tianyun.

Although the old man was dressed more ordinarily, he seemed to be just an ordinary country old man. But this old man exuded an invisible majesty, and that majesty was a temperament that had accumulated over time. This old man must be the majesty that can only be possessed by a person who has been in a high position for a long time, and this majesty is not the kind of majesty exuded by high-ranking officials, but a temperament that naturally forms a temperament that is beyond the worldly power.

"Master, this old man is definitely a master, and his martial arts cultivation is not even under his father Ling Duo." As soon as Ling Tianyun saw this old man, he came to the conclusion that this old man was the highest martial cultivator he had ever seen except for the old monk, of course, this old man must not be the opponent of the old monk. It was even several levels worse than the old monk, and he secretly judged in his heart.

When the warriors saw the young man walking out of the inn, his expression was calm, and he had a calm temperament, and they couldn't help but praise this young man who was not afraid of danger. There was a look of admiration in the eyes of the samurai, which was admiration for the strong and had nothing to do with whether they were hostile or not.

Ling Tianyun stood in front of the inn with his hands in his hands, his eyes swept over the group of warriors. His gaze returned to the old man in cloth, and he looked at the old man in cloth.

For a while, a cold wind blew in all directions, gusts of cold wind blew on everyone, Ling Tianyun and the group of warriors gathered in front of the inn did not speak, they were all silent in this silence.

The old man stepped forward and slowly walked towards Ling Tianyun, looking at the old man's steps, Ling Tianyun's heart sank. The old man's steps were steady and powerful, and he moved forward unhurriedly, like a dragon walking with a tiger's steps. Every time he took a step, a powerful momentum rushed towards Ling Tianyun, and that momentum was as heavy as a mountain. Ling Tianyun couldn't help but secretly fill his whole body with internal force, and he made a decision to deal with it at any time.

The cloth-clothed old man was getting closer and closer to Ling Tianyun, and the momentum was getting stronger and stronger, pressing on Ling Tianyun's chest, as heavy as a mountain.

Ling Tianyun stood still, he could still withstand that powerful momentum, but he still didn't expect that the internal strength cultivation of this cloth-clothed old man was so profound.

With each step of the old man's foot, he lifted his foot again, leaving a deep footprint on the ground, which was as smooth as a knife.

"What a great old man." Ling Tianyun used his internal force to resist the momentum of the old man's strong pressure, and at the same time, he secretly thought in his heart. It is very simple to step on the ground to make a footprint, as long as your internal force is poured into your feet, but to be so smooth as a knife, it is absolutely impossible.

"Old Zhong Huangyu, I don't know the name of this strong man?"

The old man walked to a place less than a foot away from Ling Tianyun, then stopped, and he asked Ling Tianyun with his fists in his fist. An old man did not regard himself as a senior, but instead hugged his fist with Ling Tianyun as a junior, which already gave Ling Tianyun a lot of face.

"I didn't think about it, but I didn't expect that this Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo would be related to them."

As soon as Ling Tianyun heard that the old man had reported his name, his heart was awe-inspiring, of course he knew who this old man was and he also knew a sentence, that is, "Zhongshan is stormy and windy".