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Wutian Tianzhu Mountain, Zhenwutang Tianwu Zhenren!

A true person of the Yuan God, Nirvana in the thunder tribulation, the existence of the Tao in the true fire of the sun, looking at the martial arts of the world, such a character is called a Taidou.

Mount Tai, the head of the five mountains, and the Big Dipper of the North Celestial Pole!

They are all suppressed parties, shining on the heroes of an era, and the long river of history cannot erase the traces of their existence.

Tianwu Zhenren, an old man who looked a little old-fashioned, with white hair, a purple robe, and a purple jade brush in his hand, stepped down from the sky.

His steps are not fast, every step seems to be stepping on the steps, even if everyone can see, there is an indescribable calmness and indifference.

A generation of Yuan Shen figures, there is no unbearable majesty and momentum, but it makes people feel like a spring breeze, and they can't help but feel a sense of closeness, but they don't dare to get too close, as if they are going to feather and ascend to the immortal in the next moment, and float away.

"I didn't expect that after many years, Tianwu Zhenren's "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" has improved again, unfathomable, really unfathomable. ”

This is an old man of the Bagua Gate, with a solemn gaze, Wudang's "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" is famous all over the world, it is the supreme heart method of Taoist pure yang, cultivated to the deepest depth, and can directly point to the pure yang Yuan Shen, which is one of the nemesis of all filth and demons.

"Heavenly Martial Master Uncle Ancestor!"

In the distance, some figures have appeared one after another, all of them are Wudang disciples who have already come to the foot of this Blood Flail Mountain, most of them are from all the peaks and veins, wearing pure white robes, and there are many fewer disciples in the outer courtyard.

"Qing Qian has seen Uncle Ning Wushi. ”

A clear voice came slowly, not high, but almost through everyone's voice, clearly transmitted into everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, a figure swayed up, and took continuous steps in mid-air, and each step fell, crossing seventy or eighty zhang away, and ten steps in a row, it crossed several miles of void and came to the foot of this Blood Flail Mountain.

"'Heavenly Lion Step'!"

"Wudang Lion Peak, Qiantian is a sword and a clear man!"

Many people in the martial arts shouted, especially the younger generation, all with bright eyes and fiery, staring at the figure of the rich god like jade, this is one of the strongest eighty-one people of today's young generation, and the young man on the dragon and tiger list.

"Qingqian, when you come here, you must restrain my Wudang disciples, don't start disputes lightly, my Wudang inheritance, not weaker than others, Hong Qi's Yuanshen world, opportunities are all created, can't be forced, can't be obsessed. ”

Seeing the Qingqian Daoist, Tianwu Zhenren's face softened slightly, and he spoke, and Tianwu is his name, Wudang Dao, he is a Ningzi generation, and his real name is Ningwu Zhenren.

"Obey the decree of Uncle Ning Martial Ancestor. ”

Qing Qian smiled and said: "The disciple must restrain me to be a senior brother in Wudang, right or wrong, not as strong as himself." ”

Nodding, Tianwu Zhenren turned around, and there were already many first-class sects and second-rate sects in Shiyan Prefecture who came forward to pay respects.

Even as a Yuan Shen figure, Tianwu Zhenren also spoke from time to time, and occasionally someone asked for advice, and he did not hesitate to give advice.

A few miles apart, Su Qiannian looked at this scene from afar, so many strong people gathered, he didn't easily run the "Ecstasy Dafa", but the voice of Tianwu Zhenren and that Qingqian was clear to his ears even if he was a few miles apart, showing extremely pure skills and meticulous control.

Thinking about it, Su Qiannian did not choose to come forward to salute, his current identity is very embarrassing, and he does not expect to be recognized, what he needs to do now is to try his best to improve the cultivation of "Turtle and Snake Gong", impact to reach a higher realm, and finally build a foundation, open the world, and impress everyone with his own achievements.

There is also a sword of Qiankun, with ill intentions, all kinds of worldly and sophisticated favors to play between applause, he needs to reduce contact, otherwise most of them will be subject to various restrictions, and this person has some involvement with the imperial court, Su Qinian is even more jealous, but in Wudang Mountain, the other party's various operations, many years of heritage are far from being something he can shake, he can only lie dormant like a turtle, slowly accumulate strength, in order to wake up one day, break all kinds of shackles, and get out of it.

Soon, an hour passed.

The hollow on the top of the Blood Flail Mountain had not healed, and the power of the Yuan Shen True Person had purified everything, and the demon mist lingered for miles away, making it difficult to retract.

It can be seen that the sun is gradually setting, the sun is slanting westward, and the local garrison of Shiyan Prefecture is assembled, and there are no less than 10,000 people surrounding this blood flail mountain at this time.

Su Qinian looked at the armor soldiers stationed behind him, not all of them were like the young lieutenant and others, they were rationed with gold and iron armor, most of them were just a kind of black rhinoceros leather armor, they were holding Zhan Ge, their expressions were solemn, and they stared at many people in the rivers and lakes like Su Qiannian in front of them.

The atmosphere was a little dull, and Su Qinian found that many people in the rivers and lakes were a little uncomfortable, they were swords and soldiers, and their temperament was fierce, and they were not good citizens at first glance.

"In the past dynasties, the emperor of the Han Dynasty set the people to be regular, and the official positions of nine grades and eighteen orders were divided into nine grades and eighteen ranks, and unless they entered the imperial court, they were all grass people. ”

Su Qinian secretly said in his heart, he guessed the thoughts of these people in the rivers and lakes, no matter how famous they are in the rivers and lakes, as long as they don't enter the Dragon Protector Villa and are not the real people of the Yuanshen, they are grass people, and once their status and identity are put on the table, the court will not agree with them at all.

For example, now, the Yuan Shen World of Jie Hongqi, a generation of beggars, was born, if the imperial court wants to make a move and collect the inheritance, then they will be plotting against each other to seek an opportunity here, and even once they make a move, they will be disrespectful to the will, and they will be convicted of a felony and wanted by the six doors of the imperial court.

Another half an hour passed.

Seeing the remnant red on the horizon, Su Qinian groaned, it seemed that everyone was waiting, and the top of the Blood Flail Mountain, the rui qi and the glow sprayed thin, and gradually fell down, and the entire Blood Flail Mountain slowly ceased to be as demonic as before, but became sacred and peaceful, and a warm wind blew down, accompanied by an inexplicable fragrance, into the heart and spleen.

Well?

Su Qinian found that there was a commotion in the distance, and some of the local troops stationed in Huo Di got up, and the battle was raised, and the atmosphere of slaughter permeated the four directions.

"The Lord has arrived. ”

A casual visitor from the rivers and lakes whispered: "Dongting Lake is thousands of miles away, I didn't expect it to arrive so soon." ”

Dongting Lake?

Su Qinian's eyes were slightly condensed, it seemed that there was nothing wrong, it was Junshan Island in Dongting Lake, and the men and horses of the beggar gang helmsman had arrived.

Hong Qi, a generation of heroes of the Beggar Gang five thousand years ago, the Dragon Descending Palm first entered the first-class in his hands, and then entered the top, and finally established the top position in the martial arts of the beggar gang, but unfortunately in his later years, his blood and blood failed, and the demon emperor of the Tianque clan both fell into the turbulence of time and space and disappeared without a trace.

Since then, the beggar gang descending the dragon palm inheritance is incomplete, although the later generations of the beggar gang strong people, there are also such as the nine-fingered beggars and other top primordial god figures to complete the palm, but in the end it has not been able to transcend, far less than the historical records of the dragon palm, the stars fell to the grand scene.

"Hmm, it's the young gang leader!"

"The same young man on the Dragon and Tiger list, it seems that the ranking of the Wudang Qing Daoist is only slightly higher than it......"

There are some old people in the rivers and lakes who spoke, full of playfulness, and more are looking forward to it, so many famous figures, the characters on the dragon and tiger list, and the mixed yuan list have appeared, as well as the martial arts master of the Taoist Yuanshen, this Moyun Mountain Range, this time it can be said that the strong gathered, although the incident happened in a hurry, but it was really able to come in time, especially some martial arts people from outside Shiyan Prefecture, are not weak.

Too much!

When some of the dust and smoke cleared, Su Qiannian couldn't help but be a little speechless, the people and horses belonging to the beggar gang in the distance, whether it was the Pure Clothes Sect or the Dirty Clothes Sect, or the Dragon Guardian Sect, there were more than 1,000 people, such a large number of people and horses, it was hard to imagine how they were assembled in such a short period of time.

"Respectfully ask the ancestor to pass it on!"

Suddenly, the more than 1,000 beggars roared in unison, the sound shook the sky, and an indescribable majestic momentum swept in all directions, setting off a strong wind, making the dust fly.

"Please let the Ranger General go, and the beggars will help the disciples respectfully ask the ancestor to inherit and return to the mountain. ”

A deep and loud voice, very young, frank and swaying, clearly entered every corner of the foot of this Blood Flail Mountain.

Another young man!

Su Qinian took a deep breath, this kind of skill was far from what he could achieve at the moment, but soon he frowned again, because until this moment, he still hadn't seen the shadow of the dragon car. (The first more sent, ask for recommended tickets, ask for new book friends to collect, I went out last night to have something, I was busy late, and now I'm still tired, and I'm more likely to be late at night, ten steps to adjust the state, I can't write dizzily, I can't get out of quality, everyone forgive me.) ）