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Towering Wudang Mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the night of the fifteenth Lantern Festival, the four hundred miles of Wudang were brightly lit.

Tianzhu Peak, Zixiao Palace.

Ning Daoren was dressed in a pure purple gold-edged robe, although his face was like a middle-aged, but his hair was gray, at this moment, this great master who ranked fifth on the Han Yuan God List stood alone in front of Zixiao Palace, looking at the vast moonlit night, the stars were dim, and there was a haze gradually gathering.

"It's a pity. Ning Daoren shook his head and sighed.

"I don't know what the boss is sighing about. ”

At the end of the mountain road in front of Zixiao Palace, a pale gold robe strolled over, the golden dust was lightly blowing, looking like a fairy wind and bones, and it was also a little Confucian warmth.

Jinguang Zhenren stopped on the square in front of Zixiao Palace, at this time it was close to midnight, there was no one in front of Zixiao Palace, even the miscellaneous servants and Taoists had already slept peacefully, and the Wudang disciples who patrolled would not be stationed in Zixiao Palace, because this was the place where the head of the Ning Passage sat down, if anyone could sneak into Zixiao Palace silently, no matter how many Wudang disciples could not stop it.

Ning Daoren glanced at the golden light real person in the square, and said calmly: "The old Taoist is sighing, the Shangyuan Festival, there are evil people who are haunting. ”

Jin Guangzhen's pupils contracted slightly, but quickly returned to normal, and chuckled: "The head of the sect said that it was funny, my Wudang is a quiet place for four hundred miles of Taoism, and the ghosts and gods are not close, how can there be evil people." ”

"If you are afraid, you are afraid that you will be as evil as a ghost. ”

Ning Daoren glanced at Jinguang Zhenren seemingly unintentionally, and said: "The Lord of Jinguang Peak is so interested, this Shangyuan Festival does not stay on the peak to gather with his disciples, and comes to the lonely Zixiao Palace of Lao Dao, which makes Lao Dao surprised. ”

Jin Guang Zhenren said with a smile: "Jin Guang knew that the head of the house was guarding Zixiao Palace alone, so he brought a pot of good tea and drank it with the head of the house. ”

"Oh, what tea?" a smile tugged at the corner of Ning Daoren's mouth.

"Boss, please see. As soon as Jin Guangzhen stretched out his hand, a handful of vermilion mud big red robe pots held in the palm of his hand flew into the hands of the people of Ning Dao.

Ning channel people opened the lid, a fragrant fragrance, like an orchid like musk, he stroked the body of the pot, and sighed again: "The vermilion mud that has been stale for a hundred years, warm and moist like jade, the priceless treasure in the eyes of ordinary pot tasters, I am afraid that there are hundreds of years of brewing, tea is the Guanyin rhyme before the Qingming Dynasty, the work of Buddhism and Taoism to raise tea, and there is a difference in my Taoist Chonghe, the pot is good, the tea is better, but it is a pity that it is not a person." ”

Jin Guangzhen's face changed slightly, and he quickly smiled again, and said, "The head said that he was smiling." ”

But seeing that the smile on the corner of Ning Dao's mouth gradually changed, the meaning of mockery was fully revealed, and said: "If there is no juice of the poison god flower in this pot of Guanyin rhyme, Lao Dao can still taste a pot of good tea at the end, but it's a pity that you didn't even leave this last bit of friendship to Lao Dao." ”

Hearing this, Jinguang Zhenren's pupils contracted suddenly, and he was actually noticed.

Ning Daoren sneered: "Jin Guang, you are a Jingzi generation, the era of Ningzi generation is still a little far away for you, you probably wouldn't have thought that if it wasn't for becoming the head of the seven sons of Wudang, the position of the peak master of Danzao Peak should be inherited by the old Tao. ”

What the!

At this moment, Jin Guang Zhenren's face finally became a little ugly, and said: "Jin Guang doesn't know what the head is talking about, the tea is collected and offered by the disciples, I'm afraid that there is something left to do it, fortunately, the head of the sect is proficient in medicine stones, but it is my Wudang blessing." ”

"Poison God Grass, a rare poison in the spirit of heaven and earth, for ordinary beings, it is just a thing that replenishes the essence of the spirit, only those who have achieved the Yuan Shen, once they are contaminated with the Poison God Grass, the Yuan Shen is paralyzed, and they can no longer grasp the will of the Yuan Shen, and even within 7749 hours, there is no associated solution to the God Flower, the Yuan Shen collapses, and the form and spirit are destroyed. ”

Ignoring the Jinguang Zhenren, Ning Daoren said directly: "The Poison God Flower is rare, the Han Dynasty has been established for more than 5,000 years, and it has appeared less than ten times, second only to the longevity elixir. ”

Hearing this, Jin Guang Zhenren finally changed color, no longer holding half a bit of luck, he took a deep breath, then showed a sneer, and said: "The master's eyesight is still as sharp as ever, but the head is over 100 years old, this world will be handed over to the future generations after all, Jin Guang thinks that he still has some potential, and his cultivation is barely enough, if the head of the Zen is located in Jin Guang, Jin Guang promises, and Wudang will be carried forward in the hands of Jin Guang in the future." ”

"Carry it forward?" Ning Daoren said coldly, "Leave it to you who was a rebel who used one of the Seven Sword Formations of the True Martial Arts and released the Six Heavenly Demon Emperors?" ”

Well?

At this moment, Jinguang Zhenren's heart sank, and said: "It seems that the head knows a lot of things, but what can he change?"

Ning Daoren's eyes showed a look of regret, and he said in a deep voice: "Jin Guang, you really ignore the teachings of your master, Senior Brother Ning Yu, even if you suppressed dissidents and oppressed Qingyang Peak, Lao Dao also saw that Senior Brother Ning Yu died in the West Sea Frontier, and endured it several times, just hoping that one day you can wake up and no longer care about personal gains and losses, I didn't expect you to intensify your efforts, and even colluded with the Six Heavens Demon Emperor sealed by Fu Demon Peak, don't you know that there is a great realm in the human world that cannot be crossed, that is, you are human! People are humane, demons have demon paths, and demons have demon paths!" There is no difference between humans and demons, not between good and evil, but between races!"

"Sir, you are such a pedantic old stubborn. Jin Guang Zhenren showed disdain and said, "There are all spirits in this world, but the strong demarcate the boundary between order and survival, where there is any racial distinction, sanctification and godhood, but between thoughts, there is no good or evil, as long as you can reach the avenue, it will be successful and ten thousand bones will wither, it is also ordinary." ”

"It seems that you have fallen into the demonic path, and the old Dao can feel that the demonic nature hidden in your body, your Dao will has declined. Ning Daoren said bitterly, "In this way, it seems that Senior Brother Ning Yu will not be stable under Jiuquan, and Lao Dao will not be able to clean up the portal today, and he will also be a good man." ”

Jin Guang Zhenren didn't care, and said: "Master, your vision is limited to this, but I don't know that my Dao and Demon are one, not Dao and Demon, and when one day is really the unity of Dao and Demon, it will be the day of great achievement." ”

"Arrogant and unaware!" Ning Daoren shouted, "How many Terran sages, do you think they haven't tried, how many people have fallen on the path of the primordial gods, so that there is now the path of pure yang destiny of my human race, today's old way will let you know, what is ridiculous and not self-conscious!"

"It's a pity that your opponent is not me. ”

Jin Guang Zhenren spoke, without the slightest timidity, but seeing the void in front of him distorted, a purple-clothed girl holding a banner and an old man in a brocade robe, sitting in a wheelchair, and too old to look like appeared in the square in front of this Zixiao Palace.

"Desire Demon Sect Master!" Ning Daoren's face changed slightly, and he said, "I didn't expect you to sit down yet." ”

On the rosewood wheelchair, the voice of the old man in the brocade robe sounded like a dry stone, and said: "Ning Tong old cow nose, this sect is also waiting for the day to send you on the road, it seems that this day has come." ”

After a pause, the Demon Desire Sect Master looked up at the top of the Heavenly Pillar Peak, the haze was like fog, obscuring the bright moon, and the withered voice like a dying night owl sounded again: "The time has come, Ning Tong Lao Dao, you Wudang is at the end of the road!"

Thundered!

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the entire four hundred miles of Wudang Mountain shook violently, the mountains and rocks rolled down, the earth cracked, and the dormant beasts screamed in horror, as if the end was coming.

"What's going on!"

"Not good!"

The disciples, deacons, protectors, and elders of the peaks were all shocked, and almost all the peak master real people rose up in the air, feeling the tremor of the True Martial Seven Sword Array, this lore array that had been sleeping for thousands of years, actually gave birth to a tendency to disintegrate tonight.

The array was intact, but it began to collapse inexplicably, and a sense of dead silence spread out from the top of the golden top of Tianzhu Peak, so thick that it could not be dissolved, and it flooded the entire Wudang Mountain like a tide.

"Grandmaster!"

"Three Crazy Uncles!"

As soon as the real person of the Ganfeng Lord reacted, he was shocked, the source of this dead silence is so obvious, it is recorded in many classics, this is clearly the precursor of the martial arts master before he is about to sit down.

No way!

All Wudang Yuan Gods are a little lost, and even a little panicked, this is their Wudang Dinghai God Needle-like existence, the reason why the Zhenguo Sect is called the Zhenguo Sect is because of the existence of the Mandate of Heaven Grandmaster, the Mandate of Heaven is higher than the sky, so it has the name of the Zhenguo, it is obvious that any Mandate of Heaven quasi-saint has the power to suppress a country and a dynasty, which is enough to influence the general trend of the world.

Call!

The next moment, the Lord of Zhuwudang Peak appeared in front of the Zixiao Palace of Tianzhu Peak.

After seeing the golden light real person and the purple-clothed girl in front of him and the demon sect master in a rosewood wheelchair, he was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the regret and the unprecedented dignified face of the head of the Ning channel, and he faintly understood something, with the head of the divine sword hanging on the top and his face did not change his color, such a change in expression, in addition to explaining the changes in front of him, there was only one point.

Above the golden roof, the head teacher, the three crazy uncles, is really going to sit down.

"Jin Guang, you actually lured the wolf into the room!"

This is Tianshi Zhenren, this old Taoist showed an unbelievable look in his eyes, he and Ning Yu Zhenren, the previous generation of Jinsuo Peak, are the apprentices of a teacher, and they have always been close to Jinsuo Peak, and even for Jinguang Zhenren, they are also Aiwu and Wu, even when the little fairy of Qingyang Peak is the most grand, he still chooses to advance and retreat together, he never thought that at present, this master of the master of the Peak of the Martial Arts actually blinded the Zhenwu Seven Sword Formation and led the great enemy of the Demon Gate into the mountain.

And at this moment, on the top of the golden roof, the three crazy uncles appeared as if they were sitting, and the people in the demon gate arrived at this time, if there was nothing to do with it, Tianshi Zhenren didn't believe it at all. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for the ten steps!, thank you for the support of the brothers and sisters of Wumeng, and thank you for joining the new book friends.) (To be continued.) )