After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 344: Dragon Elephant, battle at Baiguoping!

I talked to you about the interests involved, but you talked to me about the benevolence of a doctor, which made me seem short-sighted.

"How is she doing now?"

Chen Yang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment, so he changed the subject.

"The operation was successful. She should be able to wake up soon. Let's see her condition after she wakes up!"

Gu Lingshan heaved a sigh of relief. Although she said it lightly, this operation still wasted a lot of her energy.

"Chen Yang!"

When Chen Yang wanted to say something, the sound of the paulownia tree came to his ears.

"Someone is coming up the mountain, a man, very strong!"

Before Chen Yang could ask, the phoenix tree gave him the answer.

Man, very strong?
Chen Yang paused. Anyone who could be called strong by the Wutong tree must be an extraordinary existence.

Could it be that my uncle is here?
He thought of Huang Daolin almost subconsciously.

Although Chen Yang had explained the situation to him when he came, and told him that he could handle it and he didn't need to come, but this Gu Lingshan might be his granddaughter, and if something like this happened, there was no guarantee that he would be concerned about it and come here in person.

However, the last time Wutongshu came to Bamianshan, he had met Huang Daolin once. If it was Huang Daolin, Wutongshu should have said his name directly.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Chen Yang looked a little strange, Gu Lingshan asked in confusion.

Chen Yang came back to his senses and shook his head. "Nothing. I just remembered something I forgot to deal with. You guys should take a rest first. Then go down the mountain. I will explain to my uncle!"

"it is good!"

Gu Lingshan nodded slightly. While they were talking, Gu A'mei had already fallen asleep on the bed next to them.

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"Dragon Lantern!"

As soon as Chen Yang came out of the meditation room, he heard a loud bang coming from the temple gate, followed by a loud shout.

At the temple gate.

An old man stood with his hands on his hips.

The old man looked to be about sixty years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face and a wide nose. He was burly, with a waist as thick as a barrel, a shiny bald head, and was holding a long stick in his hand, standing there, like an older version of Lu Zhishen.

The gate of the temple was already lying at his feet, with a large sunken footprint on it.

In front of him, several monks were obviously frightened by this sudden scene.

This man came with a threatening look on his face and a stick in his hand. He shouted Longdeng's name as soon as he arrived, and it was obvious that he had bad intentions.

At this time, Long Deng hurriedly ran out of Puxian Hall. When he saw the old man at the door, his face suddenly changed, and he seemed a little unbelievable.

"Dragon...dragon elephant?"

Longdeng took a few steps closer, lowered his body, and looked up at the person in front of him, as if he didn't dare to recognize him.

"Oh!"

The old man walked into the yard and hammered the ground with the stick in his hand. With a bang, the bricks and stones on the ground shattered instantly.

Longdeng was so frightened that he fell back two steps.

The old man glared at Long Deng with a pair of angry eyes, "You Long Deng, why didn't you inform me when that old man Jin Ming died?"

This guy has a terrifyingly loud voice, giving people a feeling that he is unreasonable and domineering.

Long Deng was frightened by his aura, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. Then his face turned red, "Long Xiang, you, you, how can you call Master like this?"

"I'm asking you something!"

The old man had a ferocious look on his face, and his eyes were almost staring at Longdeng's face.

Long Deng seemed to be getting angry, "Before Master passed away, he specifically told me not to tell you..."

"Fart!"

The old man cursed directly, as if he had some deep hatred. He grabbed Long Deng's clothes and lifted him up. "You idiot, say it again?"

"what are you doing?"

A few monks reacted and stepped forward to stop the fight.

"Go away!"

The old man waved his hand, and several monks fell to the ground like rolling gourds.

"Long Xiang, what are you crazy about?"

Longdeng shouted urgently.

"Humph!"

The fat on the old man's face was shaking. "Where is Jin Ming's relic? Bring it out to me!"

"You...cough..."

Long Deng was so angry that he kept coughing. He hadn't fully recovered from the injury he received from Ding Chengyong last time.

"Where's the relic? Don't tell me you don't know!"

The old man raised his hand and was about to slap Longdeng in the face.

He is a tall and strong man, how could the dragon lantern withstand a slap from him?
However, he raised his hand high but did not bring it down for a long time.

Long Deng waited for a long time for the slap to fall, and secretly opened his eyes, only to see a figure standing behind Long Xiang, grabbing his raised wrist.

The old man had a dark face and his nose looked like it was about to spit fire. He slowly turned his head and looked at the young man behind him.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

He was like a firecracker that had just been lit, and was pulled back violently.

What a strength!
Chen Yang frowned slightly, almost unable to control himself, and quickly let go of his hand.

The old man used too much force, and he didn't expect Chen Yang to let go suddenly, and he staggered.

Angry!

The old man took two steps back, steadied his body, and stared at Chen Yang with his eyes like a mad old bull.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

I don’t know why this guy has such a bad temper. With a roar, he picked up the stick and hit Chen Yang on the head.

"call!"

The momentum is strong and sinking.

Chen Yang dodged to the side, and the stick fell close to his ear, and the sound of it hitting the air vibrated his eardrum.

boom!
The stick hit the ground, the bricks and stones on the ground shattered and fragments flew everywhere.

Chen Yang's face darkened.

This old man is very manic.

If this stick hits the body, even an elephant would cry for help.

It's obvious that he wants to kill me!

Without saying a word, Chen Yang took a step forward and punched the old man directly in the chest.

You are so cruel, how can I be polite to you?

Scouting style!
Infusing his internal energy, Chen Yang had no intention of holding back at all.

With his nearly 3000 points of physical strength, plus the assistance of his internal energy and martial arts, the power of this punch is at least comparable to 3500 points of physical strength.

The old man frowned slightly, but instead of retreating, he moved forward and also met the attack with a punch!
"Oh!"

The two fists collided with each other, making a loud bang, and both of them were blown away.

Chen Yang quickly flew back and stepped on the flower bed several meters away before he could stabilize his body.

Long Xiang retreated several meters, stuck the long stick in his hand to the ground, and stopped. He looked up at Chen Yang with shock and anger on his face.

"Good boy, I underestimated you!"

Long Xiang stroked his beard and finally gave Chen Yang a serious look. "You are so young, but you have already entered the spiritual realm. With such a high level of cultivation, which family are you from? Could it be that you are the son of that old man Jin Ming?"

"Dragon Elephant!"

Long Deng was so angry that his face turned red. "You, you, you betrayed your teacher and ancestors, you are a traitor!"

Jin Ming was his mentor, who passed away at the age of over 100. He was a truly enlightened monk. Where did his son come from? Where did such a young son come from?
It's simply slander and humiliation!
"shut up!"

Long Xiang glared at him and said, "Don't think that you can get away with it today just because someone is helping you. If you know what's best for you, bring me Jin Ming's relics. Otherwise, I'll catch you and burn the relics..."

Long Deng was so angry that he felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Chen Yang reached out and held the back of the dragon lantern.

Long Deng took a breath and looked at Chen Yang apologetically, then said to Long Xiang, "You are too late. Master's relic is gone!"

"Gone?"

Long Xiang was obviously stunned for a moment. He stared at the dragon lantern with his eyes wide open. "Bullshit, stop fooling me!"

As he spoke, he hit the dragon lantern with another stick.

Chen Yang pulled the dragon lantern.

The stick hit empty again.

"Boy, do you really want to die?"

Long Xiang stood with a stick in his hand, his pair of bull eyes seemed to want to stare Chen Yang to death.

Chen Yang was not afraid at all, "I can't practice here, old monk, do you dare to find a place to practice alone?"

There are only ordinary people in the temple, and if a fight breaks out, innocent people might be hurt.

This man could no longer be described as simply rude, he obviously wanted to kill Long Deng, or in other words, he would kill anyone who displeased him.

Chen Yang has a bad temper, so this fight has to happen.

When you ignore other people's lives, I can certainly ignore you.

Hearing this, Long Xiang raised his eyebrows and pointed his stick at Chen Yang, "Good boy, dare you say what you just said again?"

This kid actually dares to challenge me?

"Why, you don't dare?"

Chen Yang glanced at him with contempt, his words full of provocation.

"I don't dare?" This is really ridiculous!

Long Xiang seemed to have heard a huge joke. He put away his stick and said, "You little brat, you don't know how high the heaven is or how deep the earth is. I will teach you a lesson today!"

Sure enough, the most effective way to deal with this kind of person is to provoke him.

People who are manic and irritable usually have simple minds.

Chen Yang said, "You have a weapon, it's not fair, wait for me to get a weapon too!"

Long Xiang sneered, "I'll be waiting for you at Baiguoping at the foot of the peak. If you dare to run, I'll tear down this broken temple and kill everyone here!"

After saying these harsh words, Long Xiang turned around and walked away with his stick in his hand, "Don't keep me waiting too long..."

Before the voice fell, the person had already disappeared from sight.

"oops!"

Long Deng's face was sullen. "Little Donor Chen, you can't beat him. You'd better leave quickly. He is my junior fellow apprentice and he dare not do anything to me..."

Oh, I dare not do anything to you?

Chen Yang was a little amused.

If it hadn't been for me just now, he would have killed you countless times.

"Is he also a disciple of Master Jinming?" Chen Yang asked.

Long Deng nodded repeatedly, "Long Xiang was raised by Master Jin Ming himself. He is the only disciple in the temple who has inherited Master Jin Ming's martial arts skills. Unfortunately, he is an ungrateful person..."

"When he was young, he was a rampant man in the countryside. He was hanging out with a widow from a village at the foot of the mountain. He was caught by the villagers and was almost thrown into a pig cage. The master lost face and begged the villagers to spare his life. However, he was not grateful. Instead, he blamed Master Jin Ming for controlling him too much. He was even so cruel as to poison the master..."

"Fortunately, Master's Buddhist teachings were profound, so he didn't harm us. However, no matter how profound the Buddhist teachings were, they couldn't influence this man. Later, he took the initiative to rebel, severed ties with Master, and left Jianfeng Temple. Although he would come back occasionally, he would also cause trouble for the temple..."

"Before, when Master Jinming and Master Jintan were here, they could easily control him. But now, Master Jinming and Master Jintan are gone. Who in the temple can control him?"

Long Deng's face was full of worry.

This person hasn't come back for several years. He almost thought that he had died outside. He never expected that he would come back and go crazy at this time.

Moreover, he actually wanted Jin Ming's relics!
It's totally inhumane.

"Take Miss Gu and Mr. Xue and the others with you. You are not from the temple, so he shouldn't make things difficult for you. I will dismiss everyone in the temple in a while. After all, I am his senior brother, so he shouldn't kill me..."

Long Deng's face was full of anxiety. He knew very well what kind of person his junior brother was. When he went crazy, even Jin Ming and Jin Tan would have a headache.

Although he and Long Xiang were both disciples of Jin Ming, they were at two extremes. He only studied Buddhism and not the exercises; while Long Xiang was just the opposite, he only studied the exercises and not Buddhism.

Chen Yang sneered and didn't waste any more words with Long Deng. He pretended to go back to the Zen room. When he came out, he was holding an iron bow in his hand and a quiver on his back.

"Donor Xiao Chen?"

Longdeng shouted anxiously, but Chen Yang ignored him, walked out of Jianfeng Temple and ran towards Baiguoping at the foot of the peak.

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Baiguoping.

There is a flat land halfway up the mountain, with many ginkgo trees growing on it.

At this time of year, ginkgo leaves and ginkgo fruits fell all over the ground, and the whole forest was golden.

It looks beautiful.

However, when the ginkgo fruit rots, you can smell a foul odor from a distance, the smell is simply indescribable.

Long Xiang stood in the woods, with his long stick pressed into the ground, holding his breath for a long time.

Smelly!
It stinks so damn much!
Why did I choose such a place?

That little bastard, he won’t stand me up, right?

He looked up in the direction of Jianfeng Temple, feeling a little regretful for having hastily agreed to the boy's provocation.

If I had known this place was so ugly, I would have just done it in the temple without thinking twice.

Although that kid has some skills, he is just so-so compared to me!

What took so long?
The stench in the forest, coupled with Chen Yang's delay in appearing, made Long Xiang more and more irritated.

"Where the hell have you been, kid?"

He tightened the stick in his hand and shouted towards the peak mountain.

His voice was loud to begin with, and now as he gathered all his internal strength, his voice became even louder, like the sound of a huge bell, which spread far away in the direction of Jianfeng Temple.

Wow!
On the ginkgo trees in the forest, some ginkgo leaves that had not yet fallen fell down with a rustling sound.

It was like a golden rain.

……

However, there was no response for a long time.

Big fire!

Do you want to get me out of the way so you can escape with your men?
Hmph, naive!

A monk can run away, but a temple cannot!

Long Xiang's face turned ashen, and he was about to go up the mountain again with a stick in hand.

At this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard outside the woods.

Two figures approached quickly and soon came close.

When Long Xiang saw the person coming, his brows instantly furrowed.

"Li Guaizi? Hu Tuozi?"

Long Xiang immediately called out the name of the person who came.

The visitors were two old men.

The person walking in front was a thin man with a big bag on his back, as if he was carrying a backpack under his clothes.

The old man behind was very fat and had a slight limp. He walked with a limp, like a walking teapot.

"It's you?"

The two were equally surprised when they saw the dragon elephant.

They all ran over here just after hearing the roar of the dragon elephant, and they didn't expect to encounter this evil god.

"excuse me!"

After coming to their senses, the two of them bowed and turned to leave.

Obviously, they must have dealt with Long Xiang before and knew that this guy was not easy to deal with, so it was better to have less trouble than more.

People shouldn't be curious.

"stop!"

Long Xiang roared. He was so angry that he had no idea where to vent it. How could he let these two vent their anger and get away like that?

The two men stopped and turned to look at the dragon elephant.

Long Xiang had a fierce look on his face. "I was wondering why that guy was so bold. It turns out he asked you two short guys to help him!"

Shorty?

Their faces darkened instantly.

This old guy starts off with personal attacks. Doesn't he know that we shouldn't hear this?

"Who are you scolding, baldy?"

The hunchback looked at Long Xiang with a cold face, trying hard to suppress the anger in his eyes.

Both of them only paid attention to the word "dwarf" he said, and didn't care about the meaning of Long Xiang's words at all.

"court death."

When Long Xiang heard the word "baldy", he exploded. He shot towards the two men like a cannonball, and hit the hunchback on the head with the long stick in his hand.

He is really violent. He will start fighting as soon as he says he will, and he will kill people if he starts fighting.

The hunchback rolled on the ground to avoid the danger, grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it directly at the dragon statue.

Long Xiang hurriedly flicked his sleeves to cover himself.

The hunchback jumped up from the ground, flew into the air, and kicked the dragon elephant on the head.

He was thin to begin with, and this kick was like a nail, piercing directly into Long Xiang's temple, determined to kill him.

Long Xiang's reaction was not slow either. He took a step back and punched out subconsciously.

"Oh!"

The dragon elephant took several steps back, splashing a large piece of ginkgo leaves.

The hunchback was also blown away and hit a ginkgo tree, which broke. It looked painful and made people worry about the hunchback on his back.

"Old man, why don't you take action? Are you just going to watch the show?"

The hunchback fell to the ground, flipped over, stood up again, and quickly ran towards the dragon elephant.

On the other side, the lame old man stopped watching the show and pulled out a soft sword from his waist. He poured his internal energy into the sword, and the soft sword made a slight clanging sound and straightened instantly.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Don't be fooled by his fatness or his limp, when he dances with the sword he is so light that he looks like a fat butterfly dancing among flowers.

The surrounding ginkgo leaves were attracted by the opportunity and flew up one after another under the strong wind.

For a moment, the leaves in the forest fluttered, blocking the view. The sword light passed through the gaps between the leaves and killed the dragon elephant.

Long Xiang forced the hunchback back with a stick, turned his head and glanced at the lame old man, his eyes flashing with disdain.

"Fancy."

Just swung the stick out.

As the saying goes, force can defeat skill. As long as your strength is strong enough, no matter how sophisticated your swordsmanship is, it will all be garbage.

The lame old man was no pushover either. He directly wrapped his soft sword around Dragon Elephant's stick, pulling it and relieving most of the force.

The sword body quickly broke away, and the tip of the sword, like a snake's head, went straight to the dragon elephant's eyebrows.

"Humph."

Long Xiang snorted coldly and snapped his fingers.

"Keng!"

His fingertips flicked on the tip of the sword, and with a clang, it was directly knocked away.

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(End of this chapter)