In a courtyard behind the Sanqing Palace, there were more than a dozen Taoist priests.

The leader is an old Taoist priest in his sixties, and he is the palace master of Xuanhu Palace, Lu Li Zhenren.

In the two palaces and three views of the Zixiao system, the green cow, the white sheep and the yellow crane are all in power, but the Xuanhu Palace and the Red Ape Palace are not, the palace masters of the two of them do not care, and all kinds of daily affairs are taken care of by the real people sent by the Zixiao Heavenly Palace.

Today, Zhang Qinghu was seriously injured, and Lu Li Zhenren, the palace master of Xuanhu Palace, was shocked for the first time because of the martial arts competition, mainly because of his superb medical skills, and Wu Miaozhen specially invited him to treat Zhang Qinghu.

Lu Li Zhenren gently pinched Zhang Qinghu's thigh, shook his head and said, "At least more than twenty fragments, if you can't pick it up, this disciple is completely wasted." ”

Zhang Qinghu was drugged and fell asleep to relieve his pain.

The monks were extremely angry, and they discussed: "Who is this doing? It's ruthless. ”

At this time, Mu Zhenren's voice came from behind, "The wild road of your palace that killed three bullfighting palaces eight years ago didn't have such a heartache!" ”

"It turned out to be your disciple?"

Lu Li Zhenren's eyes narrowed, nodded and said, "It seems that this little Taoist priest has obtained your true inheritance, good martial arts!" ”

Mu Zhenren also smiled slightly: "Lu Li Zhenren, I haven't seen you for many years, and your body is still so healthy, it's gratifying!" ”

Lu Li Zhenren snorted coldly, "Back then, thanks to your sword, I was lucky to survive to this day." ”

Wu Miao Zhenren was secretly surprised in his heart, Lu Li Zhenren is known as one of the three masters of Kongtong Mountain, he was suddenly injured and returned to the palace fifteen years ago, and since then he has been closed, no one knows what happened? It turned out that he was injured by this thin old Taoist priest who didn't look amazing.

The view of pure emptiness is deeply hidden!

Wu Miaozhen had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "We invited Mu Zhenren over because the noble disciples did not abide by the rules during the martial arts competition and deliberately injured the disciples of the Xuanhu Palace........"

Without waiting for him to finish, Guo Song smiled: "I really want to know, where did I not follow the rules?" ”

Mu Zhenren glared at him fiercely, "When the elder speaks, is there room for you to interject?" ”

Guo Song had no choice but to retreat behind Mu Zhenren.

Mu Zhenren said lightly: "Actually, I also want to know, where did I, a scumbag, disobey the rules?" ”

Wu Miaozhen knew that he was wrong, but he couldn't swallow this breath, so he forcibly found an excuse in the rules.

Wu Miao Zhenren glanced back at Chihong Fangshi, "You saw it very clearly at that time, come on!" ”

He already knew that Mu Zhenren was not easy to mess with, so he kicked the ball to Chihong with a light kick.

Chihong was a straw bag, he took a step forward, and said angrily: "Zhang Qinghu's last sword pierced the air, and the person has lost his balance, even if the noble disciple does not do it, he will fall out of the competition circle, thus ending the game. ”

Mu Zhenren turned around and asked Guo Song, "Is that the case?" ”

Guo Song bowed down and said: "Master Qiqi, as soon as Zhang Qinghu got started, he used a one-word electric sword to deal with the apprentice, wanting to put the apprentice to death, and the last sword was the same, the apprentice had to stop him in order to protect himself, which was already the greatest restraint." ”

"Nonsense!"

Chihong said angrily: "A one-word electric sword can't kill people at all, you don't want to spew blood!" ”

Guo Song said coldly: "Coincidentally, I still learned this trick, Chihong Fangshi, I will use a word electric sword to stab you with a sword, we can write down the life and death situation, if I stab you to death with a sword, then this matter is over, if I can't stab you to death, then I will let your palace fall, if you want to kill or chop casually, do you dare to accept it?" ”

Mu Zhen's eyes glared at Guo Song, "You stinky boy really don't know the height of the sky, you have only studied martial arts for a few years, and you dare to challenge the Chihong Fangshi?" I see that you are simply tired of life, and you actually handed over the handle to the other party, of course people want to gamble with you, Chihong Fangshi, you can teach me a good lesson to this arrogant and ignorant scoundrel! ”

If he doesn't agree, it proves that a word electric sword can kill, Guo Song is just self-defense, and Xuanhu Palace loses face, but if he agrees, he will really be stabbed to death by the other party with a sword.

Chihong is a straight head, he doesn't know how to prevaricate and prevaricate, the other party wants to stab him with a sword, and he has to sign a life and death certificate, which makes him very embarrassed, do you want to agree?

He knew that the other party would fly his long sword with one sword, and it was very likely that he would kill himself with one sword, but in order to maintain the dignity of himself and Xuanhu Palace, he could only let it go.

He was just about to agree, but Lu Li Zhenren coughed dryly, "I don't think I need to fight and kill, I'll make a decision!" ”

Chihong still wanted to come out, but was gently pulled by Wu Miaozhen, and he woke up and immediately stopped talking.

Mu Zhenren smiled slightly, "What did Brother Lu Li say?" ”

Lu Li Zhenren looked at Guo Song and said slowly: "Just now, Xiao Daoyou said that breaking the leg of a disciple of Xuanhu Palace is already the greatest restraint, as long as you can prove this, then Xuanhu Palace will believe in your sincerity, even if this matter has been revealed, what do you think?" ”

Mu Zhenren smiled slightly: "Apprentice, can you prove it?" ”

Guo Song didn't say a word, he walked to a thigh-thick birch tree, and the ironwood sword flashed, 'Bang! With a sound of sand, the birch tree was cut into two pieces by his sword, and the tree fell down with a bang, slamming into the wall.

Guo Song stood with his sword in his hand and looked coldly at the people in Xuanhu Palace.

The faces of everyone present changed greatly, but the other party used a bladeless wooden sword! This power was so terrifying that everyone was so stunned that they couldn't say a word.

Lu Li Zhenren nodded, "What a handsome kung fu, it is really a famous teacher and a high apprentice, please be a little Taoist friend!" That's it. ”

Guo Song glanced at the shocked and angry Wu Miaozhen: "In the next competition, as long as it is a fair competition, everyone will be safe, but if the opponent moves the killing machine and wants to kill me through the competition, the person who dies will definitely not be me, don't say anything unexpected." ”

Guo Song turned around and walked away.

Mu Zhenren smiled, "My apprentice has a bit of a strange temper, which makes everyone laugh." ”

He bowed, turned and walked away.

When the master and apprentice walked away, Lu Li Zhenren carefully looked at the birch cut off for a long time, and he sighed lowly, "See the sword weapon again!" ”

But he didn't explain anything, but told everyone: "No one is allowed to say what happened just now!" ”

After speaking, Lu Li Zhenren walked away with heavy steps, leaving a group of people looking at each other.

Only Wu Miaozhen's face was pale, and his eyes looked resentful as the master and apprentice left.

………..

What happened in the inner courtyard was just a small episode, the martial arts club was still going on, Guo Song broke into the top 300 in the morning, and defeated a wild road in the bullfighting palace in the afternoon, and was promoted to the top 150 in Group B, that is, the young Taoist group.

Guo Song's win in the afternoon game was quite dramatic, after the two sides saluted, the other Taoist priest was very nervous, took a few more steps back, ready to open the distance with Guo Song, but forgot his feet, he stepped out of the circle with one foot, and was directly sentenced to lose, so that Guo Song won without a fight.

Senior Brother Gan Lei also defeated his opponent, a Taoist priest of Xuanhu Palace, which was not worth celebrating for him, his goal was not only to get the ticket to enter Zixiao Heavenly Palace, but also to enter the top forty.

However, after the game that day, Gan Lei disappeared, and only Guo Song followed his master back to Qingxuguan.

"Master, what kind of wood is your ironwood sword made of, it is actually harder than iron!"

Mu Zhenren didn't care about Gan Lei's whereabouts, and Guo Song didn't care either, but he was full of interest in Master's ironwood sword, and after cutting off the birch tree with one sword, the sword body was not damaged at all.

"This ironwood sword was made by the Persians from the core of a thousand-year-old cycad tree, and I heard Gao Xianzhi say that it is actually a sacrificial sword."

"Master, what is the sacrificial sword?"

"The sacrificial sword is a ritual weapon at the time of sacrifice, just like a bronze tripod, you know!"

"Since it's a sacrificial sword, why does the master carry it all day long?"

"First, it is you, not me, who is carrying it now; Second, it is a sacrificial sword of the Persians, and it has nothing to do with me, I am a Taoist priest and need a wooden sword; Third ......."

Speaking of the third, Mu Zhenren glared at Guo Song fiercely, "You are not allowed to use it to cut down trees in the future, I don't care about it at all!" ”

Guo Song stuck out his tongue, smiled and asked, "If this sword is taken out and sold, how much can it be sold for?" ”

Mu Zhenren thought for a while and said, "Don't say it, one year when I was traveling to Zhangye, I met a Sogdian merchant, and he offered a hundred taels of silver to buy my sword. ”

"Did Master sell it?"

"Nonsense!"

Mu Zhenren glared at Guo Song again, and continued: "At that time, I was really in urgent need of a sum of silver, which was a little tempting, but I soon found that the Sogdian merchant seemed to know the origin of this ironwood sword and was very eager to buy it, but he deliberately pretended not to care, so I didn't sell it to him. ”

"Master, what's its name?"

Mu Zhenren shook his head, "There is no name, it is called Tiemu Sword, this sword I intend to pass on from generation to generation as my inheritance, either to you or to your senior brother, but you kid don't cherish it, I'm afraid it will be destroyed in your hands." ”

Guo Song gently stroked the unique black tiger skin pattern on the ironwood sword, feeling the cold aura of the sword body, and he also liked this wooden sword more and more.