Chapter 131 You really think highly of our Golden Sword Village...

"I don't have a master. My master is myself."

Chu Yuan looked at the pancake shop owner in front of him and shook his head.

In fact, he really has no master in this world!
If we talk about a master, it is the Qingcheng Sect.

I just don’t know if there is a Qingcheng Sect in this world!

There is a high probability that there is!

Although the Qingcheng Sect is not as famous as Shaolin and Wudang, it exists in many martial arts worlds.

"If you don't have a master, then it seems that you have inherited the legacy from that senior master, right?"

The owner of the oil pancake shop smiled on the surface, but he was actually observing Chu Yuan's expression.

It is rare for someone in the martial arts world to inherit martial arts from a senior master by chance and suddenly rise up in the martial arts world to become a famous hero, but it does happen.

"That's it."

Chu Yuan said.

He traveled through time with the memories of the previous world.

Since there is no explanation, attributing the sudden display of martial arts in oneself to the inheritance from a senior master is not a bad idea.

After hearing Chu Yuan's words, the oil pancake shop owner didn't get any information from Chu Yuan's expression, and he felt a little disappointed.

He thought that Chu Yuan's appearance in Houjianji was not a coincidence.

Someone had set his eyes on the thing on him, so they deliberately taught Chu Yuan martial arts and sent him in to gather information.

Especially when Chu Yuan defeated the three big beggars, he used swordsmanship.

However, he did not find any flaws in Chu Yuan from his previous test, which made him feel that although Chu Yuan was young, his mind was extremely extraordinary, which made him more certain of his guess.

Chu Yuan only thought that the martial arts he displayed yesterday had aroused the interest of the oil pancake shop owner. He had no idea what the oil pancake shop owner was really thinking. He and the bastard just ate the oil pancakes and fried dough sticks given by the oil pancake shop owner.

Today is not market day, so the streets of Houjianji are not as crowded as yesterday, but seem sparsely populated.

Tatata!
At this moment, a burst of hurried horse hoof sounds came from the northwest direction outside Houjianji. The hoof sounds gradually became louder, as if someone was riding a horse at a gallop.

The sound of horse hooves gradually spread around, as if the entire Houjianji was surrounded.

Some vendors and villagers at the market were all panicked and looked around in confusion: "Could it be that the soldiers are coming?"

But this is just an ordinary market outside Luoyang city. Why did the soldiers surround it?

I saw a group of more than 20 people, riding horses, wearing black clothes, wearing conical hats, and holding shiny steel knives in their hands, walking in from outside the market.

Heading straight towards the direction where Chu Yuan and the bastard were.

"My fellow villagers, if you want to live, stand still and don't move. Otherwise, don't blame us for being blind with our steel knives."

The team headed straight for where Chu Yuan and Gou Zazhong were standing, while the leader shouted to the shop owners and villagers in the surrounding Houjian market.

Hearing the leader's voice, many shop owners immediately changed their expressions, closed their doors and bolted them.

Only the villagers who came from the surrounding villages to buy on the street were shocked and frightened, but they did not dare to run away, and could only stand there like sculptures.

"Brother Chu, it seems like they are coming for you. Have you offended anyone before?"

Seeing this group of vicious men on horseback coming straight towards them, Gou Zongzhong felt that the fried dough cake in his hand was no longer fragrant. He did not care about eating the fried dough cake and asked Chu Yuan who was standing beside him.

He knew his own situation. He was just an ordinary beggar and would not provoke so many evil men on horseback with weapons in their hands.

And the owner of the oil pancake shop doesn't seem to bother with these bad guys.

So he thought that these evil men on horseback were coming for Chu Yuan.

"No, apart from those three people from Liu Laigou yesterday, I have never offended anyone else!"

Chu Yuan shook his head.

He was equally confused.

Look at these people, they are all riding horses and holding steel knives in their hands. They are not comparable to the big beggars like Liu Laigou yesterday.

He had just traveled to this world a month ago. He had been playing it safe before and had never taken any action. How could he have offended these people?

unless……

These people are not coming for him!
It just so happens that the owner of this pancake shop is a man of the world who knows martial arts and lives in seclusion in Houjianji!
"Get out of our way, you two little beggars!"

Soon, this group of people rode up to Chu Yuan and the bastard on horseback, and the tall leader scolded Chu Yuan and the bastard.

Chu Yuan understood in his heart that he was not looking for him.

Since you are not here to look for him, just go away. Find a good place and stand aside to watch the show.

He pulled the confused mongrel, and the two of them and the dog retreated to the side neatly.

After Chu Yuan and the bastard retreated, the tall leader rode his horse to the oil cake shop. He gently pulled the reins of the horse, stopped the horse, looked down at the owner of the oil cake shop, sneered and said, "Wu Daotong?"

When the owner of the oil cake shop saw that this group of people were looking for him, his heart suddenly sank, and he said calmly: "Uncle, you have recognized the wrong person. I am Old Man Wang who sells oil cakes at Houjian Market. Everyone knows me. The oil cake is ten cents each. Do you want it?"

The tall leader stretched out a hand and said, "Give it to me!"

The owner of the oil cake shop immediately used the tongs in his hand to pick up a freshly fried oil cake and put it in the leader's hand. The owner of the oil cake shop smiled and said, "It's freshly fried and smells delicious. Eat it while it's hot. It's ten cents."

The leader said angrily, "How dare you tease us! Wu Daotong, even if you disguise yourself as a fried pancake seller in the market, you can't hide from our Golden Blade Village's spies. I advise you to be sensible and not be ungrateful."

After saying that, he threw the oil cake in his hand and hit the oil cake shop owner in the face.

The oil pancake shop owner saw that his identity had been completely exposed, so he stopped pretending and tilted his neck, causing the oil pancake that was about to hit him in the face to fall into the corner behind him.

"It's you, did you bring these people here?"

This white-haired old man named Wu Daotong no longer pretended to be the owner of a fried pancake shop. His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Chu Yuandao who was standing not far away.

After seeing Chu Yuan yesterday, he felt that Chu Yuan’s appearance at Houjianji was not a good sign.

It is very likely that they were sent by underworld forces to look for him.

He even thought of leaving Hou Jianji immediately, but this was just a guess in his mind, so he contacted Chu Yuan just now to find out Chu Yuan's origins, but who knew that he was one step too late.

Chu Yuan: ???
Chu Yuan said: "They have nothing to do with me, I don't know them."

He doesn't even know these people!
"What a mess, Wu Daotong, you can't escape today, if you know what's good for you, hand over the Black Iron Order."

Seeing Wu Daotong being so ungrateful, the tall leader became furious.

He took out a pair from his back, with a total length of two feet and eight inches, a crescent length of seven inches and five points, and a column length of one inch and five points. The double hooks on the blades gleamed with cold light, and slammed them hard on the table next to him where Wu Daotong usually rubbed noodles.

The dough that had been kneaded on the table shook violently.

Black Iron Order?
Chu Yuan, who was standing next to him, felt something in his heart.

He knew about the Xuantie Token, which seemed to be three tokens given out by the hermit Xie Yanke. Anyone who got a token could find Xie Yanke and ask him to do three things.

It seemed that the bastard later got a Black Iron Order, but he refused to ask Xie Yanke for help no matter what. This even made Xie Yanke want to kill him in order to get the Black Iron Order back.

It seems that the Black Iron Order that the two parties were fighting for should have finally fallen into the hands of that bastard!

"Could it be that they are really not in the same group?"

Seeing the expressions of Chu Yuan and the tall leader of Jindao Village, this thought flashed through Wu Daotong's mind.

But now that his identity has been exposed, it doesn't matter whether Jindao Village has any connection with Chu Yuan or not.

"It is said in the martial arts world that the leader of the Golden Blade Village, An, robs the rich and helps the poor. When people in the martial arts world mention him, they all give him a thumbs up and call him a chivalrous thief. How come the minions they sent out are targeting the poor old man Wu?"

Then Wu Daotong said again.

"If you don't accept my toast, then I'll punish you. It seems like you are determined not to hand over the Black Iron Order!"

The tall leader sneered.

Then he suddenly made a move, and the double crescent hooks in his hands hooked towards Wu Daotong's shoulders.

Wu Daotong took a few steps back to avoid the man's double-hooked crescent-shaped sword, then reached into the oil pan next to him with his right hand and took out the iron tongs he usually used to fry oil cakes.

In an instant, a ball of hot oil was brought up and poured towards the tall leader. The tall leader was sitting on horseback and could not dodge in time.

In addition, a lot of hot oil was poured on the horses, making them go crazy and jump around on the spot. The leader immediately fell off the horse's back. If he had not dodged quickly, he would have been trampled by the crazy horse's hooves.

"This person is ignorant, let's all attack together!"

The leader of the Jindao Village fell to the ground, screamed, and without caring that his horse was running away madly, he got up from the ground and immediately gave an order.

The other people from the Golden Sword Village immediately dismounted and attacked Wu Daotong with steel knives in hand.

Wu Daotong himself picked up the iron tongs that he usually used to fry pancakes from the oil pan, and with both hands, he broke them hard. The original iron tongs immediately turned into a pair of judge's pens, one foot and three inches in size, with sharp tips.

He used a judge's pen to block the steel knife that was slashing at him from the person next to him, and stabbed the other person's chest with another judge's pen.

The man immediately fell to the ground, breathing in more than out, and even if he was not dead, he was only half alive...

Chu Yuan and Gou Zazhong watched the excitement and talked at the side.

"Brother Chu, what kind of gang is this Jindao Village? Why are there so many people bullying an old man like the boss of the oil cake shop?"

"You ask me how I know?"

"You are such a great martial artist, I thought you knew it!"

"I'm not from the underworld, so I don't know much about these underworld gangs, but this should be an unknown underworld gang!"

Anyway, it shouldn’t be a very powerful underworld gang. If it were, I wouldn’t have no impression of it.

At least it can't be compared with the martial arts forces such as Shaolin, Wudang, Changle Gang, and Snow Mountain Sect.

"Little brother, you are so arrogant even though you are young!"

Chu Yuan and the bastard were chatting when a voice came from the side.

Chu Yuan and Gou Zazhong turned around, only to find a short and thin old man with his hands folded in front of his chest standing on the roof about three meters away.

"Zhou Mu, the fourth leader of the Golden Blade Village!"

Seeing this person, Wu Daotong was fighting with the people from Jindao Village not far away. Being besieged by the people from Jindao Village, he was a little flustered. When he saw the person appearing on the roof, his face suddenly changed and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

As the saying goes, a swarm of ants can kill an elephant. Even these minions from the Golden Blade Village had already made him very busy.

However, Zhou Mu, the fourth in command of the Golden Blade Village, is slightly more skilled in martial arts than him. If he intervenes, he will be defeated and captured in no time.

Fortunately, to his relief, Zhou Mu was just standing on the roof, talking to Chu Yuan and Gou Zazhong, and it seemed that he had no intention of taking action himself.

"Are you also from the Golden Sword Village?"

Chu Yuan asked the tall and thin old man standing on the roof.

"Zhou Mu, the fourth leader of the Golden Blade Village!"

Zhou Mu nodded.

"I'm not being arrogant. Compared to the big sects like Shaolin, Wudang, Changle Gang, and Snow Mountain Sect, your Golden Sword Village is indeed not well-known."

Chu Yuan said seriously.

Since it was such a long time ago that Chu Yuan watched it, he only remembered the general plot of The Swordsman.

Apart from those big sects, many unknown people or gangs have been forgotten, and the Jindao Village is not in Chu Yuan's memory, so it is obvious that its strength is average.

"Shaolin, Wudang, Changle Clan, Snow Mountain Sect!"

Chu Yuan's words choked Zhou Mu, the second in command of Jindao Village, so much that he was speechless!
Shaolin and Wudang are the leading figures in the martial arts world.

The Changle Gang is the largest gang in the world!

The Snow Mountain Sect is a major martial arts sect that dominates the Western Regions!
The little beggar on the ground compared the Golden Sword Village with these big martial arts sects, and he really looked up to them.

"Little brother, I heard that a young beggar with great martial arts skills appeared in the Houjian group yesterday. He fought three adult beggars alone and defeated them in an instant. Could it be you?"

Zhou Mu asked again.

"Yes, it's me."

Chu Yuan nodded in acknowledgement.

"At such a young age, you have already mastered such martial arts. You are truly a young man to be feared. Being a beggar is really a waste of your talent. I am willing to give you a chance. How about joining my Golden Sword Village?"

Zhou Mu immediately felt a desire to recruit Chu Yuan and make him work for him and Jindao Village.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to being alone and don't want to join any gang."

Chu Yuan refused.

He traveled through time with the memories of his previous world, and it wouldn't take long for him to recover his martial arts and become the master of the world.

Why join a small and insignificant gang and restrict yourself?

And judging by the way the people in Jindao Village are dressed, they should be a bandit gang. From what Wu Dao just said on the phone, Jindao Village should be a bandit gang that robs the rich and helps the poor.

Greenwood Gang!

No matter how they package themselves, to put it bluntly, they are just a group of bandits who know martial arts!

Not to mention that this was the second world he had traveled through, even if this was the first world he had traveled through, he would not be willing to join the Golden Sword Village. He would only consider joining famous sects such as Shaolin, Wudang, Changle Gang, and Snow Mountain Sect.

"It seems that little brother is too proud and arrogant, and he looks down on our Golden Sword Village!"

Zhou Mu guessed Chu Yuan's thoughts from his attitude towards Jindao Village just now, and he said with some annoyance.

It was rare for him to think so highly of a young man, and he even had a liking for his talent and wanted to recruit him under his command. However, the other party was just a beggar, but he looked down on their Jindao Village, which made him inexplicably ashamed and annoyed.

"If the boss says so on Thursday, then so be it."

Chu Yuan doesn't care about the Tao.

There is nothing to pretend about this. After all, he has just made his attitude clear.

"Good boy, I have something important to do today, so I won't bother with you for now."

Zhou Mu originally wanted to take action and teach Chu Yuan a lesson, but when he thought about the purpose of bringing his men to Houjianji this time, he decided not to create any more trouble. Moreover, the battle not far away was going on for a long time and there was still no result, so he needed to take action himself. He suppressed his anger and said.

In fact, this time besides him, the fourth in command, who came in person, there was another master from Jindao Village, who was the tall leader just now.

However, the martial arts skills of this tall leader were far inferior to those of Wu Daotong.

Even with more than 20 people from the Golden Sword Village and the cooperation of the tall leader, they still couldn't capture Zhou Mu, and there were already six bodies of people from the Golden Sword Village lying on the ground.

Zhou Mu couldn't bear it any longer. He jumped down from the roof and slapped Wu Daotong in the chest as he was fighting with someone on the ground.

Wu Daotong sensed the danger, and after repelling the two people who were besieging him, he stepped back a few steps, leaped onto the roof of the house next to him, trying to escape the siege of the people from Jindao Village.

After Zhou Mu landed, he stepped on the steps with his feet and followed closely onto the roof.

The people from Jindao Village also flew up to the roof and continued to besiege Wu Daotong.

"The Golden Blade Village is so shameless to bully the minority with its numbers."

Seeing this scene, Wu Daotong felt that he could not escape today. He could not bear to watch it on the ground just now, but now he was standing on the roof and looking outside the market. He saw that the whole market was surrounded by people from Jindao Village, at least more than a hundred people. Wu Daotong became even more disheartened, and he cursed everyone from Jindao Village.

At this moment, Zhou Mu seemed to have found Wu Daotong's weakness. He suddenly stepped forward and poked Wu Daotong's Qihai point in his lower abdomen with one finger.

Wu Daotong's face changed. Qihai point is one of the fatal points in the human body.

If he was stabbed by Zhou Mu, he would be crippled if not dead.

He held the ends of the two judge's pens in his hands and knocked the pens heavily on the heads of the two people who were besieging his Golden Sword Village.

The two men from Jindao Village fell to the ground immediately, but time was wasted and Wu Daotong had no time to dodge. He could only move his body a few inches to the side to avoid his own fatal point.

In fact, Wu Daotong did it, and Zhou Mu's finger poked other parts of Wu Daotong's lower abdomen.

Although Wu Daotong groaned and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he did not lose his fighting ability.

Wu Daotong took this opportunity to turn the two judge's pens in his hands and stabbed them towards Zhou Mu's temples on both sides of his ears.

Zhou Mu also realized Wu Daotong's intention, so he simply rushed forward instead of retreating, and rushed into Wu Daotong's arms...

"Brother Chu, can you save the owner of this oil cake shop?"

As soon as the man who claimed to be the fourth in command of the Golden Sword Village made a move, Wu Daotong immediately fell into a disadvantage and was no match for Zhou Mu at all, the bastard asked Chu Yuan.

"Why save him?"

Chu Yuan asked the bastard.

"We were treated to fried dough sticks just now. If Brother Chu can save her, then he can. If not, forget it."

The bastard said.

Chu Yuan thought about it and decided that no matter what the other party's purpose was in inviting them to eat oil cakes, inviting them to eat oil cakes did happen, so if possible, he should save them.

Even as they were talking, the battle not far away had already come to an end.

Zhou Mu rushed into Wu Daotong's arms and used the move "Holding the Moon in the Arms" to hold Wu Daotong in his arms first.

Wu Daotong was like being hit by a huge rock. In the process of flying out of the roof, his body fell apart and the two judge's pens in his hands fell down.

Zhou Mu changed his moves in the air, separated from Wu Daotong, and hit Wu Daotong's chest with both palms. Wu Daotong's internal organs were damaged, his ribs were broken, and he kept spitting blood from his mouth. He crashed into the yellow mud wall, and then slid down like a piece of rag and fell to the ground.

The tall leader who had just been scalded by Wu Daotong with hot oil, saw that Wu Daotong was seriously injured, and immediately took out his double hooks and was about to stab Wu Daotong in the abdomen to take Wu Daotong's life.

"Wait, he has already been defeated, please spare his life..."

The tall leader only saw a flash before his eyes, and there was a figure in front of Wu Daotong. It was one of the two little beggars who were watching the fun on the side.

"Boy, how dare you meddle in the affairs of our Golden Sword Village?"

The tall leader said with a cold expression.

"go away!"

At this moment, Wu Daotong, who had landed from the air, walked over. He glared at the tall leader and said unhappily.

The purpose of their coming to Houjianji was to find Wu Daotong. Now they have found him. If they kill him, from whom can they learn the whereabouts of the Xuantie Order?
After hearing what the fourth in command said, the tall master who was in the lead could only stop talking. He glared at Wu Daotong fiercely and stepped aside.

He was resentful that Wu Daotong had just scalded him with hot oil.

"Come on, Judge Wu, can you tell us now where you are hiding the Black Iron Order?"

After the tall leader retreated, Zhou Mu looked at Wu Daotong, who was lying in the corner, seriously injured.

Wu Daotong ignored Zhou Mu. He looked at Chu Yuan with complicated eyes: "You are really not in the same group with the people from Jindao Village!"

Wu Daotong looked at Zhou Mu and the others from the Golden Blade Village and said, "Don't you want the Black Iron Order? Unfortunately, I won't tell you. I'll only tell him one thing."

After saying that, Wu Daotong whispered a few words in Chu Yuan's ear in a low voice.

"Little brother, what did he say to you?"

After Wu Daotong finished all this, Zhou Mu asked Chu Yuan anxiously.

"That's right, kid, if you know what's best for you, you'd better tell us, otherwise you and the other little beggar will never leave here alive today."

The tall leader threatened Chu Yuan.

As he spoke, he exchanged a look with the remaining people from the Golden Sword Village in front of the oil cake shop. Three of them walked towards the bastard, apparently wanting to hold him hostage to threaten Chu Yuan.

Fortunately, the mongrel was smart. As soon as he saw that something was wrong, he immediately ran to Chu Yuan's side, making their plan fail.

"Actually, he didn't say anything. He just said that the Black Iron Order you were looking for was in the pancake you just threw away, and asked me to keep this secret for him."

Chu Yuan did not hide anything and directly said what Wu Daotong had just said.

As he spoke, he turned around and walked to the corner, picked up the oil cake that the tall leader had just thrown away, broke it in half, and took out a small piece of iron from it.

"Black Iron Order!"

"It's the Black Iron Order!"

The tall leader and Zhou Mu were delighted and excited when they saw the piece of iron in Chu Yuan's hand.

Wu Daotong looked at what Chu Yuan did with an expression of disbelief. He had clearly warned Chu Yuan to keep the secret, but Chu Yuan turned around and told what he had said.

"You little bastard, you will die a miserable death."

Wu Daotong was so angry at Chu Yuan that he spat out blood again. His eyes were red and he cursed angrily.

(End of this chapter)