If Zhang Wuji's appearance made everyone present find the backbone and consciously find the suitable martial arts leader, then Shi Qing noticed Lin Dong at this time and then directly picked up all the enemies of the Jianghu people present.

The world's number one owner, Lin Dong.

"I really didn't expect that he was Lin Dong."

"Whether he looks amazing, who would have thought he could control the world's number one farmer?"

"It's true that we can't use common sense."

"It is said that he is very strong?"

These knights in the martial arts world instantly dispersed around Lin Dong, giving up a huge open space, and each was ready to surround Lin Dong in the middle.

At this time, Lin Dong was holding a wooden box with one hand, but it was this wooden box that brought an extremely terrifying threat to everyone present.

Zhao Min's beautiful eyes locked on Lin Dong. When he talked with Lin Dong, he knew that he was not simple, but he never expected that Lin Dong was the owner of the world's number one farm. Ding Peng, whom he mentioned before, was naturally a lie.

Masters from the six major sects of Emei, Wudang, Huashan, Kunlun, Kongtong and Shaolin came around to ensure that the forest had no way to heaven and no way to the ground.

Lin Dong did not make any moves, but looked at the person who said he was not astonishing. Lin Dong wanted to see how old this person was, why did he become blind? Lin Dong had always believed that he could not be classified as Pan An and Song Yu, but his appearance also made Lin Dong quite confident. Why did it come to their eyes? Lin Dong was ordinary and not astonishing.

Must be blind!

"Amitabha."

Abbot Yuanjue yelled the Buddha's name and said, "Lin Dong, donor, has long been admired by great names, and is well-known."

For the people in the world, Lin Dong's reputation has long been famous. They don't know about machinery and agriculture. For them, Lin Dong represents fame. He holds many places in the world, and as long as he gets one, he can become famous in the world immediately.

And Lin Dong has another point, that is, the public enemy of the martial arts world. If anyone can defeat Lin Dong and save the martial arts world, then his personal reputation will definitely be improved to the extreme in a short period of time. At that time, the leader of the martial arts world will not be Zhang Wuji, but him.

"For you, I have really admired Daming for a long time."

Lin Dong held the box in his arms and said, "Looking at your situation, you are planning to keep me."

"Don't dare."

Abbot Yuanjue hurriedly said, "We are just seeking a way out for the martial arts world."

"Let's live..."

Lin Dong smiled, looked at Zhang Wuji, and asked, "Master Zhang, I always heard that you are kind-hearted and unwilling to kill. At this time, you must be the leader of the martial arts world. I want to ask you, how to manage this world?"

"The position of the leader of the alliance is not Wuji wants to sit."

Zhang Wuji frowned slightly and said, "The leader of the martial arts world is very important. If Wuji is the leader of the martial arts world, he will definitely be strict with rules and stopping the war. In today's martial arts world, chaos is everywhere, and all sects have their own inheritance and separate divisions. Disputes arise due to various reasons. This dispute starts from a slight slightest blood. Over time, it has formed a long-standing bloody hatred. The deeper the grudge, the greater the hatred. Therefore, Wuji wants to mediate by the people to stop the war in the martial arts world."

These words are the real thoughts of Zhang Wuji after seeing his parents die when he was young and seeing many things over the years.

When Zhang Cuishan and his wife committed suicide in Wudang Mountain, Zhang Wuji hated the masses of the great sects. However, when they were old, the more they knew that the twists and turns were not clear about what happened that day, and the more they could not solve the problem of murder. This made Zhang Wuji have the idea of ​​loving each other and renying with everyone.

“Good idea.”

Lin Dong looked at Zhang Wuji and said with a smile: "The chaos in the world back then originated from Cheng Kun's secret instigation. The Golden Lion King started a massacre in the world. If there are people like Cheng Kun in the world in the future, and they secretly instigate and intend to make chaos, what do you think?"

"Wuji will naturally not let this kind of person go."

Zhang Wuji said decisively.

"What if you act like a mighty man and force the people in the martial arts world to make changes?"

Lin Dong asked again.

"Wuji is not such a person."

Zhang Wuji replied: "Wuji just wants to do things for everyone and stop this dispute in the martial arts world."

Lin Dong had doubts about Zhang Wuji's character. If it were Zhang Wuji in the Legend of the Condor Heroes, Lin Dong would definitely believe it. However, in "Nine Yin and Nine Yang", in the later period, in order to set off Duan Ziyu's openness and wiseness and martial arts, Zhang Wuji turned into a villain.

"Okay, Zhang Wuji, even if I believe you for the time being."

Lin Dong walked slowly to the side, and the people in the rivers and lakes next to him unconsciously followed Lin Dong's footsteps, moving with Lin Dong's movement, always surrounding Lin Dong in the middle of the crowd.

"Even if you, Zhang Wuji, took the position of this martial arts leader, are you thinking that this martial arts world worth saving you?"

Zhang Wuji looked at Lin Dong's expression and was quite puzzled.

"Sin often wears a cloak of mercy, and evil is even more good at dressing itself up as a divine appearance."

Lin Dong said to Zhang Wuji.

When Zhang Wuji heard this, his heart trembled. Somehow, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"From ancient times, there have been three major disasters that have plagued the people of China. Famine, plague, and war. It is precisely because of the emergence of these three disasters that people are extremely expecting the blessings of gods and Buddhas. For the possibility of survival, the people can give everything. At this time, you merciful Buddhist sons donate porridge, but instead stockpiled food in the city, selling them at a high price, Yuanjue Abbot, these people are your Shaolin outer disciples."

Not one, it's some.

"Amitabha."

Yuanjue immediately said, "I am an outer disciple. I don't care about anything about this temple. They have broken up with this temple. If I go back to the mountain in the future, the gate of this temple will definitely be closed."

"Don't worry about your door being closed."

Lin Dong said coldly: "This kind of method of hoarding food, disregarding life and death, intending to sell food for land, and buying slaves is extremely despicable. In the future, it will be enough to bring incense sticks to them on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and they will not be able to come back."

The perfect enlightenment does not answer, and he lowers his head to recite the scriptures.

In fact, this method of hoarding grain is not uncommon during the years of major disasters and famines. This is one of the methods used by landlords and powerful people to seize the land of the people. Some people even directly harvest grain in the year of bumper harvest, and collect a famine and ask the people to sell land to them.

Facing the maggots, Lin Dong dealt with them all with butcher knife.

"Zhang Zhengzhu."

Lin Dong asked Zhang Wuji again and said, "I heard that your medical skills were taught by Hu Qingniu. Have you ever known what medicinal value the incense ash has?"

"No."

Zhang Wuji shook his head.

"But in areas where plagues occur frequently, people often see people selling incense ash and deceive ordinary people to survive."

Needless to say, this is also aimed at their Buddhism.

Lin Dong looked at Abbot Yuanjue and asked, "Abbot, here..."

The abbot continued to recite scriptures.

"The next one is the paper."

Lin Dong opened the box he had been carrying. There were no weapons in it, some were piles of paper.

"These papers are all from..."

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a monk came out from the crowd and kicked Lin Dong's wooden box placed on the ground, and the kicked paper was flying all over the sky.

"Even the emperor can't control the affairs of our Shaolin Temple. What are you?"

The monk sneered at Lin Dong and said, "Today you are the public enemy of the martial arts world. As long as we eliminate you here, the great disaster in the martial arts world will be solved. It's just that we monks are compassionate. As long as you are willing to ordain my Shaolin and become a monk, we will not go down the mountain for the rest of our lives."

Even the emperor can't care about this kind of Shaolin matter, which should be what Shaolin monks often say.

When Guo Xiang went to Shaolin, a monk said this to her and could also do something to pass on the decree, which made Guo Xiang feel sarcastic. As time went by, the monks played with the majesty and played Lin Dong's head.

"well……"

Lin Dong sighed slightly and said, "You all saw it, he did it first."

When talking, there seemed to be moonlight gathering in Lin Dong's hands.

Even though the torches in Shaolin Temple were bright and bright, it was not as dazzling as the moonlight in Lin Dong's hands at this moment.

The round moon, the curved sword light.

In an instant, he slashed the monk down, forming a beautiful and moving arc in the air.

The full moon sets, the sword light rises, and the earth is 100,000 miles away.

Lin Dong wanted to bring weapons, so he naturally threw them into his portable space. At this time, he raised his hand and slashed it with a knife. The process was extremely fast. Even if Zhang Wuji was on the side, he would not have time to save the monk.

The knife is a scimitar, and the moon is a full moon.

But Lin Dong didn't know the full moon scimitar written by Gu Long at all. This is just a set of sword techniques derived from some numerical calculations. The details are more like the blinking sword technique used by Old Demon Han. With all the conditions around him, the sword light and moonlight shine with each other. With one knife, the light shot the eyes and the sword slashed the head. At this moment, Lin Dong cosplayed Ding Peng and created a scene of killing the six major sects in the TV series.

Blood splattered and the monk fell to the ground.

And this blood flower was like a signal. In an instant, the masters of the six major sects in front and the martial arts group behind were standing side by side towards Lin Dong.

"When dealing with such a demon, there is no need to talk about morality in the world. Everyone goes side by side!"

A voice came from the crowd, which further strengthened everyone's belief in going side by side.

If this scene is Wen Rui'an's pen tip, then this is...

Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword

Knife Lin Moves

Stick stick stick stick stick stick stick stick

The sword is the sword of Emei, the sword is the sword of Huashan, and the stick is the stick of Shaolin.

The white light of the moon gathered in Lin Dong's hands, and the scimitar was like the moonlight, and the scimitar was like the scimitar.

Lin Dong had no way forward, no way out, no way to heaven, no way to earth, he... had to rely on himself to kill! He had no way to get out! Blood! Road!
Chapter completed!