After lunch, Changle and the other two left Xingqing Mansion and went directly to Piaomiao Peak Lingjiu Palace.

After hearing that he was going to Lingjiu Palace, Ding Chunqiu felt that it was true. He thought Changle was a disciple of Tong Lao, Tianshan.

On the way, he thought, if this is the case, he wouldn't have survived. The master liked the master so much that he poisoned the master and knocked him down the cliff.

According to Master’s personality, I’m afraid I will give me a life and death talisman set first.

I have been avoiding meeting with the master over the years because I am afraid that she will attack me, but now I should have no way to live when I deliver it to my door.

"Don't worry, I have nothing to do with the Tianshan Tonglao. I just want to see the kung fu in Lingjiu Palace." Changle saw Ding Chunqiu dodging his eyes, and knew that he was afraid that he had something to do with the Tianshan Tonglao, so he came to catch him specifically.

He was completely relieved when he heard Changle say this. Although he was hit by the Life and Death Talisman, he had the chance to untie it as long as he was alive.

Ding Chunqiu was very obedient along the way, and Changle told him to go east and he would never go west.

"Why are you carrying a scroll?" Changle asked curiously. He remembered that there were no scrolls in the treasures of the Star Sect.

"This scroll is the villain's beloved thing, so I keep it on my back." Ding Chunqiu said with a wry smile.

This scroll was painted by Master Yang Hu for Li Qiushui, but Ding Chunqiu did not destroy it. Maybe it was because of his sympathy. He felt a little sympathetic to Yang Hu's master.

I thought I had the opportunity to give this painting to Li Qiushui, but of course I said it was painted by myself!

Changle did not ask any more questions. Piaomiao Peak was not far from Xixia, and they took more than ten days to arrive slowly.

Jiumozhi and others who met with Qiao Feng rented a yard in a small town near Piaomiao Peak to wait for Changle.

After Qiao Feng settled Azhu and Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, he took Yan Yun Shiba to Piaomiao Peak.

After Fang La arrived, he naturally wanted to fight Qiao Feng when he saw him. The two fought more than a hundred moves, but in the end, Fang La lost. Although he lost, he benefited a lot.

These men either exchange martial arts skills or exchange martial arts experiences with each other every day, and life passes very quickly.

Jiumozhi told Qiao Feng that Changle's actions in Juxianzhuang moved him very much. Qiao Feng, who felt abandoned by the whole world, found that only Changle regarded him as a friend.

When the first snow fell, Changle and Ding Chunqiu and the others finally arrived at Piaomiao Peak.

Changle would help him when encountering unfair things along the way. On the surface, Ding Chunqiu knew that he would fully support him. But he didn't know how many times he had ridiculed Changle's pedantic and false goodness.

Changle saw it and did not expose him.

"Brother Zhao is here!" Qiao Feng saw Changle laughing, jumped lightly and came to Changle's horse.

Changle turned over and dismounted, "We're late, sorry."

"It's not true. We can practice martial arts every day and communicate martial arts to be happy." Qiao Feng said with a big laugh.

"That's good." Changle nodded with a smile.

"Miss Wan'er is getting more and more beautiful." Qiao Feng greeted Wan'er with a smile.

Xiao Wan'er said with a blushing face, "Why didn't Sister Azhu see her?"

Qiao Feng's face turned red when he heard this, and Jiumozhi and the others rushed over.

“Lord!”

"Brother Changle!"

"The Supreme Immortal!"

Changle: Oh, I have so many names.

They were very low-key during this period, and Qiao Feng was very experienced in the martial arts world. Therefore, during their time in the town, they did not attract Piaomiaofeng's attention.

"We came a little late, so we have been waiting for a long time." Changle said to everyone with a smile.

After some greetings, Fang La looked at Ding Chunqiu, who looked flatteringly at Xianfeng Daogu, and asked, "Brother Changle, is this guy a new member of our organization?"

"He doesn't count. He is an extra-staff member and has no contract guarantee." Changle joked.

Everyone looked like they didn't understand, and Changle felt that his humor was wasting.

"This is Ding Chunqiu, the head of Xingsu Sect, who has great poison skills. Now that I have won my life and death talisman, I will save his life." Everyone understood Changle said this.

"Brother Zhao! Brother Fang told me your thoughts. I have no way to repay you for your great kindness and kindness, so I have to give you this life!" Qiao Feng said seriously to Changle.

If Azhu and Qiao Sanhuai were not allowed to live, he would have basically no reason to survive. Now that Fang La had talked about Changle's plan, he would naturally be willing to contribute his own strength.

"That's great." Changle smiled and patted Qiao Feng on the shoulder. "Let's go to Lingjiu Palace first, and we will discuss how to act after we come down."

"Okay." Everyone nodded.

Changle went to Lingjiu Palace and planned to bring only Qiao Feng, Jiumozhi, Xiaowaner and Ding Chunqiu.

At first, Ding Chunqiu was unwilling to go, but before Changle could speak, Jiumozhi spoke, "You can go if you want the immortal to go, what are you talking about!"

Ding Chunqiu…

He glanced at Changle, "The monk, the old immortal is afraid of Hero Zhao, but not afraid of you! Who are you?"

He was testing Changle's bottom line. If Changle spoke, he immediately admitted his apology. However, seeing Changle without any expression, Ding Chunqiu understood that Changle would not care about the matter between them.

"Do you believe that the old immortal asked you to meet your Master Bodhidharma?" Seeing that Changle had no intention of caring, he became even more arrogant.

"Amitabha, the little monk used to be as arrogant as you, but after seeing the real strength, he put away his pride.

Now let the monk let you see what power is." Jiumozhi said calmly at Ding Chunqiu.

"Stop talking nonsense with the monk. Your old fairy grandfather wants you to know what horror is today." Ding Chunqiu shouted.

After saying that, he took action, and everyone had no intention of stopping it.

"I think Master Jiumozhi will definitely win. If the master wins, I will not let the horse ride after I go, I will ride a horse!" Hu Siqiang said to everyone quickly.

"Then what bet did you make when riding a horse?" Changle asked curiously.

"Lord, don't ask." Everyone said with a big laugh.

Ding Chunqiu felt that although he was not Changle's opponent, it should not be difficult to defeat this monk.

"The great method of transforming the power of enlightenment!"

When Ding Chunqiu saw that Jiumozhi came up, he was about to face him. He sighed in his heart that he was not aware of his life and death. It seemed that this monk didn't want his internal strength.

Hum? Can't move?

"The King Kong doesn't move!"

A gesture in Buddha’s fist, all dharmas will not be damaged, and will never die or die!

Jiumozhi turned his palm into a grab, and grabbed Ding Chunqiu's wrist with one hand. Then his big golden fist hit his face hard.

"The monk dares to hit me!" Ding Chunqiu's three smiles were slapped, but he couldn't do anything to Jiumozhi.

Changle's set of boxing techniques combines all the exercises of Shaolin Temple, including the Yijin Jing and the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art.

During this period, Jiumozhi has made great efforts. Now, once he works hard, he can avoid all poisons, but this consumes a lot of internal energy.

"Monkey! Stop hitting!" Ding Chunqiu was punched again, feeling his head buzzing.

Jiumozhi ignored it and then punched.

"Master, I was wrong!"

After saying that, he was punched again.

"Master Buddha, spare me..."
Chapter completed!