Chapter 677: Sending to the Official

Yu Canghai was already in the palm of Bai Lang. He wanted Shorty Yu to live, he lived; he wanted Shorty Yu to die, he died. The courage of this Qingcheng sect leader was probably already leaked. "I remember that there was no Qingcheng Sect in the Qingcheng Mountain Taoist temple bestowed by the imperial court. This Shorty Yu's Qingcheng Sect is probably a small black-market society?" Speaking of Qingcheng Mountain, that was the Shangqing Temple, and Yu Canghai was obviously not from the Shangqing Temple... The Wudang Sect didn't seem to be bestowed by the imperial court either?

In short, the Five Mountain Sword Sects seemed to have little to do with the orthodox imperial-bestowed religious holy sites of the Five Mountains. Only the Taishan Sect had a little relationship, and it was still squeezed out. Bai Lang was actually quite curious, why did these people have martial arts but not seize the orthodox status? Except for Shaolin...

He knew about the Huashan Sect; it was indeed the Quanzhen lineage. The problem was that no one practiced Taoism anymore. The lineage that truly practiced Taoism had nothing to do with the Huashan Sect in the martial arts world. He didn't know the mystery of this. Anyway, Old Yue didn't say. As for those true Quanzhen Longmen Huashan Sect Taoists, Bai Lang rarely met them, and he hadn't tested their martial arts. It was thought that there were many tricks in this.

Bai Lang's palm power was like an angry wave, colliding and bombarding each other. Yu Canghai was already struggling to support—Bai Lang just wanted to see how much ability this so-called expert in the martial arts world had, so he let this shorty persist until now. "I've seen enough." Bai Lang thought, and then he grabbed down from the top. He grabbed Yu Canghai's scapula with one hand, and his internal energy poured directly into it, sealing the guy's Qi Sea meridians.

"Report to the official! Report to the official quickly! This is a bandit breaking in and killing people!" Bai Lang said, "I'm just acting chivalrously. Ask who I am? I am Bai Lang, Bai Yuzhu, a provincial graduate from Huayin, Shaanxi. I will send this person to the official with you!" Since it was the imperial court system, of course, it had to be sent to the government office for punishment! A Sichuan person without official status, running to Fuzhou to kill people, could there be any good outcome? It was estimated that even his mother wouldn't recognize him after one night.

In the chaos, Yu Canghai was sent to the local yamen, immediately put in a big cangue, and thrown into the prison—the murder charge was conclusive, and there was the testimony of Bai Lang, a provincial graduate from Shaanxi. It was estimated that he would be executed in the autumn after being reviewed by the Ministry of Justice. As for whether Yu Canghai could escape? That was another matter. At least Bai Lang didn't care. Leaving the yamen, the Escort Leader Lin wanted to invite him to a banquet. Looking at this escort leader, he probably still didn't understand why a provincial graduate would come to his house to act chivalrously and catch Yu Canghai, the Qingcheng sect leader who killed people...

In fact, let alone Lin Zhennan, if it were Bai Lang who didn't know the cause and effect, he would be the same. A banquet was a good thing, so Bai Lang brought Lao Denuo and Yue Lingshan to eat. After knowing they were disciples of the Huashan Sect, this Lin Zhennan became even more enthusiastic. Bai Lang left this matter to Lao Denuo to handle, and he only cared about eating. And Yue Lingshan could look at the "beauty" Lin Pingzhi.

Yu Canghai escaped from prison. Waking up the next morning, he heard this, and the county yamen immediately issued a wanted document, sending it to nearby prefectures and counties, and even sent it to Chengdu Prefecture through the post station. "Now the Qingcheng Sect has lost a lot of face." Bai Lang said. Since he had played enough, he would return to Huashan. Bai Lang felt it was not very good to let Yue Lingshan contact Lin Pingzhi too much...

Along the way, Bai Lang saw the Ming Dynasty's military guards. Of course, like in the past, they belonged to the type that was rotten to the core. Only the camp soldiers could fight, and as long as the local commanders were actually appointed, most of them had martial arts—in Bai Lang's view, they were no worse than Sect Leader Yue of the Huashan Sect. It was just that they were in two different systems and wouldn't have any contact in daily life. "Maybe the Eastern Depot in the capital really has the Sunflower Manual? Do the Brocade Guards have other divine skill inheritances?" Bai Lang thought.

Dongfang Bubai's martial arts were the best in the world? He said it himself, and the martial arts world certified it—the imperial court didn't certify it. They hadn't reached Huashan yet, but Bai Lang received a message—this was a small trick of the martial arts sect, leaving information in certain fixed places, and people belonging to the sect would know if there was anything after passing by. By the way, this of the Five Mountain Sword Sects was universal, so Bai Lang and the others received the information to go to Changsha to attend the "Golden Basin Hand-Washing Ceremony" of the Hengshan Sect. By then, almost everyone from the Huashan Sect would go.

The real situation was about to happen. It should be said that this time there would definitely be a different situation. Bai Lang had done quite a few things to dig the corner of the country along the way—he forged official documents, lived in post stations swaggeringly along the way, and relying on a majestic and righteous face, no small official in the post station had ever raised a question. On the contrary, Yue Lingshan and Lao Denuo were quite trembling, and were mocked by Bai Lang as "country bumpkins who hadn't seen the world."

As a result, Yue Lingshan complained more than once in secret that this senior brother really didn't give people face, and that the senior brother was the best. This was met with Bai Lang's loud laughter and teasing, making Yue Lingshan quite shy—because Bai Lang always mentioned Linghu Chong. Before long, the three stepped into Changsha City and immediately began to look for senior and junior brothers and the sect leader. They found a teahouse, and as soon as they entered, they saw seven and a half teacups on the table. Yue Lingshan said directly, "This skill is so good, who cut off seven teacups?"

Then the girl seemed to wake up from a dream, "Senior Brother, you haven't said what martial arts were used to take down Shorty Yu? My Huashan has never seen such fist and palm martial arts."

Then, with a *whoosh*, the rest of the people in the teahouse all came, "Third Senior Brother, what martial arts?" Looking at it, they were indeed all disguised Huashan disciples, the most obvious being Lu Dayou, who played with monkeys. Bai Lang walked into the teahouse like a dragon and a tiger, sat down directly at the table, "Junior Sister said one sword, seven strikes, cutting gold and breaking jade. Who cut off these seven teacups? Tell me who it is, and I will tell you what martial arts were used."

Everyone didn't speak. In fact, these people were most afraid of Sect Leader Yue Buqun on weekdays, because he was a white-faced, upright person most of the time. The second most afraid was the Third Senior Brother in front of them—after his age went up, the majesty and firmness on his face in conversation were also quite scary, as if he would order someone to be pushed out and beheaded at any time. Yue Lingshan thought for a long time, clapped her hands and laughed, "I know! I know! The 36-style 'Returning Wind and Falling Goose Sword,' the 17th move 'One Sword Falling Nine Geese,' this is the masterpiece of Third Master Liu Zhengfeng."

Bai Lang smiled without saying a word, while Lu Dayou and the others squeezed their eyes desperately. Yue Lingshan giggled, "Ah! I know. This is 'Xiaoxiang Night Rain' Master Mo Da!" Bai Lang slapped the table, "It's really good. This sword technique is indeed the fourth expert of Huashan!" Yue Lingshan only said Bai Lang was shameless, clearly she, Yue Lingshan, was the third expert of Huashan sword technique, and Senior Brother Bai Lang had to be ranked fourth.

"This fist and palm technique... is called 'North Wind Walk.' The meaning is derived from Li Taibai's 'North Wind Walk.' Look, the palm momentum is like the north wind roaring from the sky, purely using momentum to destroy martial arts." Bai Lang said. As soon as Yue Lingshan heard it, she immediately turned to ask, "What about Senior Brother?" So Lu Dayou immediately started teasing Yue Lingshan, while Bai Lang poured himself a cup of tea and stood on the side without saying a word.