Chapter 241 The King of Heaven
When talking about serious matters, Zuo Lengchan was still a bit serious.

He glanced at Lu Bai, who understood what was going on and took the wooden box behind him and placed it on the table.

Zuo Lengchan pushed the wooden box in front of Master Ding Xian and said calmly, "Everyone from Hengshan Sect assisted Master Ou in suppressing bandits in Jiangxi. Master Ou and the court have not forgotten the contributions of Hengshan Sect. This is the court's reward and Master Ou's kindness. Please accept it, Master."

"Amitabha, a monk."

Before Master Dingxian could finish, Zuo Lengchan interrupted her: "Master, don't rush to refuse. There is a letter from Lord Ou inside. Read it first, then make a decision."

After hearing this, Master Dingxian opened the wooden box and took out the letter. However, there was only one sentence in the letter:

Zilu rescued a drowning man, and the man offered him a cow as tribute, which Zilu accepted.

Confucius said: "The people of Lu will surely save the drowning man."

Nun Dingxian was stunned and couldn't help but said, "Amitabha. Junior Brother Ou is indeed very wise. I will accept it."

"Hahaha"

Zuo Lengchan laughed happily and continued, "I brought a hundred elite cavalrymen with me this time. If there are any villains here that you haven't dealt with yet, you can hand them over to me."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zuo. The evil cult monsters around Hengshan have been driven away. There is nothing to worry about." Master Ding Xian's expression softened a little and she thanked Zuo Lengchan for his help.

Hearing this, Zuo Lengchan said no more. He chatted with Master Dingxian for a while and then stayed in a town not far from Qing'ai Temple for another night.

Early the next morning, Master Ding Xian brought several disciples down the mountain to see them off and gave them Tianxiang Duanxu Glue and Baiyun Bear Bile Pills.

Zuo Lengchan did not bother to be polite with Master Dingxian. After leaving behind "Master Zuo Unlocks His Sword", he led his cavalry south and returned to Mount Song.

The breeze is gentle, the willows are swaying, the river is calm and the green mountains are lush, and the fragrant path is filled with laughter.

In May in Hangzhou, the ground is covered with fallen flowers and the willow banks are covered with mist.

However, some people have no intention of appreciating such a beautiful scenery.

At the Plum Manor beside the West Lake, in the dark prison, it was hazy and unclear what time it was. Only Linghu Chong was cursing tirelessly:

"You despicable and shameless villains, you want to keep me locked up just because you can't win the sword fight?"

"Huang Zhonggong, Hei Baizi, you despicable bastards, let me out if you have the guts."

"Danqingsheng, Tubiweng, you monkey with a bird in your mouth, I will blind your eyes when I get out!"

"What are the Four Friends of Jiangnan? You are all despicable villains. From now on, we should call you the Four Dogs of Jiangnan."

I cursed out all the dirty words in my heart, but in the end there was no response at all.

Linghu Chong was so angry that he sat on the stone bed, his eyes full of helplessness.

He left Yingtian Prefecture with Huang Boliu in January, but took the wrong road and ended up in Changzhou Prefecture.

In Changzhou Prefecture, they met the immortal poison Zhu Caoxian and the owner of Changjing Island Sima Da. They were both well-known masters in the martial arts world, but it was a pity that Zhu Caoxian was good at using poison but not at saving people.

However, Zhu Caoxian recommended the famous doctor who killed people, Ping Yizhi. However, Ping Yizhi was far away in Kaifeng, so it was not difficult to get him to come over. All he had to do was persuade his wife.

But Linghu Chong felt that waiting for Ping Yizhi in Wuxi was too time-consuming, so he discussed with Huang Boliu and continued to go to Hangzhou.

In this way, the two arrived in Suzhou, where they met Monk Xibao and Taoist Yuling. Linghu Chong was inexplicably led by the monk into Lichunyuan.

Because he couldn't stand the arrogance of the Suzhou playboys in mistreating women, he made a few teasing remarks, which caused a conflict.

In the end, Young Master Linghu spent a hundred taels of silver and successfully suppressed the arrogance of these young masters.

Even the wealthy Huang Boliu praised Linghu Chong as a truly romantic man!

The name of the romantic young hero Linghu Chong came from this and spread throughout the martial arts world at an extremely fast speed.

Because he spoke up for justice and helped the prostitutes in brothels, he was very popular in Suzhou's red-light district. Today this courtesan would invite him for a drink, tomorrow that beauty would invite him for a boat ride on the lake, and his life was like that of a god.

But Linghu Chong never forgot why he came out. While he was enjoying the company of the beautiful courtesan under the moonlight, he did not forget to find out if there were any top-notch masters in Suzhou.

As a result, he actually found out about two of them. One of them was Lu Haoyang, known as the "Shipping King". He was famous for his Jiangnan Boat Fist in the Taihu Lake area.

The other person is Murong Qi, who is known as the 'Young Master of the Mountain'. It is said that Young Master Murong is proficient in all martial arts in the world, but he is a low-key person and has been elusive for many years.

Linghu Chong stayed in Suzhou for more than a month, from mid-February to the end of March, but he only met Lu Haoyang and did not find Murong Qi.

Lu Haoyang is quite skilled, but his internal strength is only at the level of a second-rate master.

Linghu Chong was greatly disappointed. He thought that the 'young master living in the mountains' Murong Qi was probably at the same level as Lu Haoyang, so he gave up hope and set out again with Huang Boliu.

When they arrived at Gui'an County, Huang Boliu had to leave for a while because of many things in the gang. Linghu Chong naturally felt embarrassed to trouble him all the time, so he said goodbye to Huang Boliu in a casual manner.

He walked alone for two or three days. After passing through a bamboo forest, he suddenly saw a plain in front of him. There were many people standing there, at least six or seven hundred. However, the plain was a little big, so the six or seven hundred people only occupied a small group in the middle.

Linghu Chong was a little surprised, so he walked along the road inside. When he got closer, he saw a small pavilion among the crowd. It was used for travelers to rest in the wilderness and its structure was quite simple.

The group of people surrounded the pavilion, about a few feet away, but did not get close.

There was an old man in white drinking in the pavilion. Although he was sitting, his height was still the same as that of an ordinary person.

"Is this... under siege?" Linghu Chong could not help but admire this man when he saw that he could still drink calmly despite being surrounded by enemies.

Among the heroes I have seen and heard in my life, very few are as heroic as this one.

So he walked slowly forward and squeezed into the crowd.

Those people were staring at the old man in white and paid no attention to Linghu Chong's approach.

Linghu Chong didn't know the old man's name or origin, nor did he know why so many people in the martial arts world wanted to make things difficult for him. He also didn't know whether he was good or evil. He just admired his heroic spirit and unconsciously felt a sense of mutual respect for him.

At that moment, he strode forward and said in a loud voice: "Senior, please, it would be lonely for you to drink alone without a companion, so I will drink with you."

Such a familiar behavior stunned the many martial artists surrounding Xiang Wentian.

A question popped up in everyone's mind: Who is this guy? !

The old man turned his head and glanced at Linghu Chong like lightning. Seeing him casually put his sword on the table, he snorted in surprise and did not answer.

Linghu Chong didn't care. He poured two glasses of wine, raised his glass and said, "Please!"

Then he gulped down the wine.

The wine was as strong as fire, and it was so strong that it could be said to be a line in the throat. Linghu Chong could not help but praise: "Good wine!"

Outside the pavilion, a big man shouted in a gruff voice, "Hey kid, come out quickly. We are going to fight old man Xiang to death, don't get in the way here."

Linghu Chong smiled and said, "I am drinking with Senior Xiang, how can this bother you?"

A cold voice came from the west: "Go away, kid. Don't waste your life here. We are following the orders of the Eastern Sect Leader to capture the traitor Xiang Wentian. If anyone interferes, he will die miserably."

Linghu Chong looked over and saw two or three hundred people behind that man, all wearing the same black attire except for their belts of different colors.

Someone from the east also said loudly: "Brother Linghu, do you know who this person is? He is the Right Envoy of the Demon Cult, Xiang Wentian, whose hands are stained with the blood of heroes all over the world. You are mixed up with him, have you considered Uncle Yue's face?"

Linghu Chong turned his head and judged from the sword in the person's hand that this person was from the Hengshan Sword School, but he did not know him.

Looking more closely, there were many people from the Five Mountains Sword Sects around him. However, his words made Linghu Chong a little unhappy, so he said, "Is this a junior fellow from the Hengshan Sect? I don't know this senior at all, I just can't stand seeing hundreds of you surrounding him."

"When did our Five Mountains Sword Sect join forces with the Demon Cult? It's a bit ridiculous for both good and evil to fight against Senior Xiang together!"

As he spoke, Linghu Chong poured himself another glass of wine and continued, "By the way, I know all the disciples of Master Mo Da of Hengshan, Uncle Lu, and Uncle Liu, but why haven't I seen you before?"

The Hengshan Sect disciple was stunned and said angrily: "You, don't slander me, my master is the owner of Hengshan Yunfeng Villa, Zhao Wenshu!"

"So you are a disciple of Hengshan's side sect. Then you are not qualified to represent Hengshan Sect." After hearing this, Linghu Chong shook his head with a little disappointment.

"Linghu Chong, you are going too far!"

The chests of the disciples from Hengshan Yunfeng Villa were heaving with anger. They traveled the world and hated it most when others said they were from Hengshan's side sects.

The leader of the evil sect shouted, "Xiang, I advise you to follow us back to the sect to see the leader and ask him to decide your fate. Maybe you can save your life. You are also a hero of our sect. Do you really want to fight to the point of bloodshed and let others laugh at you?"

However, Xiang Wentian raised his glass and took a sip of wine, which made a choking sound.

Linghu Chong took a closer look and was even more surprised to see an iron chain between his hands. It turned out that he had escaped from the prison?

Wouldn't it be a pity if such a heroic man were killed because he was tied up?
So Linghu Chong stood up and said loudly: "How can this Xiang Xian have a chain on his hand to fight you? I drank three cups of his good wine, so I had to help him resist the strong enemy. Anyone who wants to touch Xiang must get through Linghu Chong first!"

The disciples of Yunfeng Villa in Hengshan Mountain immediately shouted angrily, "Linghu Chong, are you going to cut yourself off from the righteous world today?!"

"Shut up, you guys!"

Linghu Chong glanced at those people and said disdainfully, "Master Liu from Hengshan is such a hero! He and Senior Qu Yang have a close relationship and he personally protected Senior Qu. Today I am just following Master Liu's example. What qualifications do you have to make a fuss here?!"

"Insanity!"

"Master Liu is kindhearted and helped Senior Qu to turn from evil to good. Who do you think you are? How dare you compare yourself to Master Liu!"

"Linghu Chong, you are so brave! Do you really want me, a disciple of Hengshan, to kill you?!"

The other heroes did not say a word. They were also happy to see Hengshan and Huashan making a fool of themselves. It was a pity that Hengshan's eleven direct disciples rarely moved around in the martial arts world, otherwise there would be a lot of fun to watch today.

Speaking of Hengshan, Lu Er recently seemed to be interested in promoting fame for his disciples and created a title called the Nine Heroes of Hengshan.

The two people who were excluded were Ou Zanghua and Liu Qing.

It can be said that Lu Er still has some self-awareness!
Xiang Wentian looked at Linghu Chong who helped him. Although he did all this on purpose, Linghu Chong's actions were indeed to his liking, so he asked, "Why are you helping me, a disciple of Huashan?"

Linghu Chong smiled and said casually: "When I see injustice, I will help."

As he himself said before, if Liu Zhengfeng can do what, why can't Linghu Chong do it?
Xiang Wentian laughed loudly and said, "Well, well, well, I never thought that the whiny Yue Buqun would accept a disciple as carefree as you."

At this time, there was a flash of sword light, and three long swords pointed at the pavilion. They were three disciples from Hengshan Yunfeng Villa who attacked. The three swords were all pointed at Linghu Chong, one sword pointed at his back, and two swords pointed at his lower back, all less than a foot apart.

Linghu Chong had already mastered the Dugu Nine Swords, and he remained calm in the face of the attacks from the three men.

He turned around and dodged the long swords of the three people, then swung his hand back, cutting off the tendons of the three disciples of Yunfeng Villa, and the three long swords fell to the ground.

The three men's faces changed. They never expected that Linghu Chong would disregard the friendship of the Five Mountains Alliance and hurt them.

Linghu Chong sneered and said, "You were the first to kill me. I didn't kill you for the sake of Hengshan Sect. I just cut your tendons as a punishment."

Xiang Wentian cheered, "Great swordsmanship!"

Then he added: "But it doesn't look like Huashan swordsmanship."

Just as Linghu Chong was about to answer, he heard Xiang Wentian shouting, followed by the sound of clanking iron chains.

He looked back and saw two men in black rushing into the pavilion and attacking Wentian. The people from the Demon Cult shouted and two more people rushed into the pavilion.

All of a sudden, in the small pavilion, four people attacked one person at the same time.

The two sides fought for more than ten moves, and the leader of the Demon Cult shouted, "All eight spears."

Eight men in black, holding spears in their hands, rushed up from all sides of the pavilion. There were two spears in each of the southeast, northwest, and northeast directions, all pointed at Wentian.

"How shameless!" Upon seeing this, Linghu Chong drew his sword and helped without saying a word.

The long sword flashed out, and there was a clang sound, and eight spears fell down at the same time, which was the spear-breaking style.

Linghu Chong stabbed eight people's wrists with one sword, and there were differences in the order in which they struck. However, the sword was so fast that it seemed as if the eight people were stabbed at the same time.

When the people from the Demon Sect saw this, another expert immediately rushed out and fought with Xiang Wentian and Linghu Chong. For a while, the small pavilion was filled with the flashing of swords and sabers. Anyone who was not careful would end up dead.

In the righteous path, many people watched the battle between the two sides and couldn't help but cheer:

"Good swordsmanship!"

"Huashan swordsmanship is indeed extremely exquisite!"

However, among the righteous heroes, a Taoist priest said hesitantly: "I'm afraid there is no such strange swordsmanship in Huashan Sect."

Linghu Chong, who had just dealt with several demons from the Demon Sect, saw that the other party had white hair and a youthful face. He knew that he was a senior from the Taishan Sect, so he naturally showed respect. He turned his sword upside down, pointed the tip of the sword at the ground, clasped his fists and said, "I don't think I have offended the uncle master from the Taishan Sect."

"Of course not. But what is the name of your sword technique?" the Taoist priest from Mount Tai asked in a cold voice.

"The sword technique that I use is taught by the elders of Huashan Sect."

The Taoist priest of Mount Tai was speechless. What was the difference between saying this and not saying it?
But at this moment, the scene became chaotic for some reason, and some evil cult monsters suddenly attacked the righteous disciples. The righteous disciples naturally would not sit still and wait to die, and the two sides immediately engaged in a melee.

This plain was vaguely divided into three forces. On one side, there were only two people, Xiang Wentian and Linghu Chong. However, both of them were top-notch masters and cooperated very well. Linghu Chong would hold back on any hero who approached them, but Xiang Wentian would not care and would kill them all.

On one side are the righteous martial arts world. In addition to fighting against the evil cult monsters, they also have to find a way to kill Xiang Wentian.

On one side are the evil forces. While they are fighting with the righteous martial arts world, they are also racking their brains to get rid of Xiang Wentian.

The three parties fought fiercely, with blood spilling all over the plain.

Just when Linghu Chong was about to run out of strength, he suddenly felt a tightening around his waist, and an iron chain flew over and wrapped around him.

The next moment, he was dragged through the air as if riding on a cloud and successfully escaped from the battlefield.

The person who helped Linghu Chong was Xiang Wentian. He used his lightness skills and was dozens of feet away in an instant.

"Senior?!"

"Don't say anything, just follow me!"

Xiang Wentian pulled Linghu Chong and ran all the way, with the heroes of both good and evil chasing after them.

After running for seven or eight miles, they arrived at the official road, and three fast horses happened to roar past them.

Xiang Wentian cursed angrily, took a deep breath and chased after the horse. He leaped into the air, kicked the passenger off the horse, and landed on the horse's back himself.

Then the chain was swung horizontally, knocking down the passengers on the other two horses. The two men had broken bones and tendons and were obviously dead.

These three people were all ordinary people, and judging from their attire they did not appear to be martial artists. They happened to meet this evil star and lost their lives for no reason.

Seeing him killing innocent people, Linghu Chong couldn't help but sigh secretly.
(End of this chapter)