Unconsciously, a full moon has hung high above Mount Hua like a mirror, and the soft moonlight pours down, shrouding the beautiful and steep peaks shrouded in mist, which is picturesque and picturesque, making people feel like entering a fairyland.

Huashan under the moon is like a stunning woman with a light veil on her face, although it is not real, but it expresses the looming hazy beauty vividly.

There are many literati and writers from all over the ages who have squandered ink for Huashan. "There is only heaven above, and there are no mountains and Qi. Raise your head to the red sun and look back at the white clouds low. This is the poem "Huashan" given by Kou Zhun, the famous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, which is the first peak of the five mountains, Luoyan Peak.

The name of the peak falls on the geese, which means that because the mountain is too high, the geese can't fly here, and they must rest here, so they are named.

Although Luoyan Peak is high, it can't stop the yearning and enthusiasm of people who practice martial arts in the world for the upcoming peak battle. With their stunts, it is an idle thing to go over the mountains and mountains.

The heroes of all walks of life on and off the mountain have begun to head towards the peak of Luoyan Peak, and the heads of various sects and families have also begun to gather their disciples and prepare to leave for the peak of Luoyan Peak.

The fight that took place in the town at the foot of Mount Hua before had been spread among the ancient warriors, this was a small prelude before the war, people saw the demeanor of the younger generation of the Ling family, and also knew that the rumors in the rivers and lakes were true, although the heir of the Ouyang family was not a wreck, at least among the younger generation, he was definitely the bottom guy.

Although the younger generation of the Ling family and the Ouyang family are not comparable at all, it does not mean that they can despise the Ouyang family. Ouyang Wang's great prestige was made by his hands.

The fact that the first master of Tibetan Tantra was forced to retreat before is proof of this. He, Ouyang Wang, is definitely one of the strongest people in the world.

Luoyan Peak is surrounded by thousands of cliffs on three sides, and there is only a mountain road of more than ten miles spiraling up. At this time, the mountain peak was already bustling with thousands of people in the ancient martial arts ability realm, they were dressed in different clothes, some men and women, old and young, beautiful and ugly.

Ancient warriors also had to eat and live, and most of these people were dressed as small citizens in the market. Only a small percentage of the population is well-dressed, wears designer clothes, and wears designer watches.

In normal times, they are ordinary people running around for life, but on this Luoyan Peak, no one dares to underestimate each other, whether they are poor or rich, or even beggars. Because the people who can come here are not ordinary people, no matter how inconspicuous his appearance is.

They were either whispering or shouting, and all the topics revolved around the two protagonists tonight, Ling Jiechen and Ouyang Wang. On the rugged mountain road, there are still countless figures heading towards the summit in an endless stream.

When the moon rose in the middle of the sky, the noise on the peak of the wild goose suddenly began to gradually stop from the entrance of the peak, and after a while, it spread to the entire peak.

What calmed down this group of ancient warriors was a group of people, a group of people who were walking up the mountain. The three people walking in front were an old monk with two snow-white long eyebrows hanging down his face, his face was ruddy, and he was wearing a moon-white monk's robe; one was an old Taoist priest wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing a robe of four spirits turning the sky and gossip, and a fairy wind and bones; and the other was an old man with a slender body, white temples, a face as white as jade, a long beard like ink, phoenix eyes and long eyebrows, and a clear and sparse old man.

The three of them walked casually, but they didn't feel their presence, and they seemed to be one with the world around them. This may be the supreme realm of the innate powerhouse that communicates heaven and earth, and the unity of heaven and man!

When all the ancient warriors on the mountain peak saw these three old men, their eyes lit up, revealing infinite reverence and yearning. They are the undefeated powerhouses of the famous ancient martial arts ability world for decades, the three congenital invincible masters, the Shaolin Great Compassion Zen Master, the dustless Taoist master of Wudang, and the dragon group Ling Jiechen.

After the three of them, they are the people of the three righteous sects and the three martial arts families. Dongfang Zhentian and Xianyun Shitai and others were also among them.

As soon as this group of heavyweights appeared, those ancient martial artists and supernatural people who were already talking happily all stopped talking and looked at these big names in the ancient martial ability world with respectful expressions.

These big names can't be seen at any time, I can't imagine that the battle between Ling Juechen and Ouyang Wang actually made the two masters of Shaolin Wudang who have not asked about the world for a long time come together, Ling Juechen and Ouyang Wang are really big faces.

Everyone was frightened, but also elated, and they felt that it was really worth the trip to see these masters of the world. When the group reached the summit, they turned to the right side of the flat ground under the stone wall, where dozens of tables and chairs were arranged, apparently set up in advance for their arrival.

After everyone sat down, Dongfang Zhentian and the others looked up at the sky, and when they saw that the time was almost there, Ouyang Wang had not yet appeared, and thousands of people on the mountain peak were waiting for a long time, and the peaks were silent, and thousands of people were silent.

In the middle of the moon, the mountain wind howled, and the moonlight sprinkled from the sky shone on the stone in the open space in the middle of the mountain peak, and a layer of white light appeared. This clearing in the middle of the mountain peak is the place where two peerless masters compete.

Just as everyone was anxiously waiting, there were suddenly a few whimpering sounds in the distance, and then a clear and soft sound of the cave flute floated up from the bottom of the mountain melodiously. Everyone on the mountain peak was taken aback, and those younger generation of warriors and supernatural people heard the sound of the flute, but the sound of the flute of those older generations had just entered their ears, and their faces changed.

At this time, the sound of the flute continued to spread from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and those young masters on the peak heard it a few times, and their hearts fluttered, and their faces suddenly involuntarily showed a smile, only to feel that the blood in the whole body was going to beat with the sound of the flute.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Brother Zhuge is still so moving. A soft voice sounded from under the right wall of the peak, and the young masters who were fascinated by the sound of the flute were immediately shocked, like a spring breeze, and all the illusions of the heart disappeared without a trace, and the people also woke up. Those young masters were all shocked and frightened.

"Hehe! tonight, the two innate masters compete, how can I Zhuge Wuji miss it?" The person who played the flute stopped the sound of the flute when the voice of the dustless Taoist chief sounded, and the person was still halfway up the mountain when he spoke, and after saying a word, the person had already come to the vicinity.

I saw a figure flickering at the entrance of the peak, a middle-aged man wearing a Tang costume, holding a jade flute in his hand, and a face like a crown of jade, appeared at the entrance of the peak, followed by two playful and lovely girls in purple.

The person who came was Zhuge Wuji, the owner of Wuji Island in the East China Sea, and he was followed by his two precious daughters, Zhuge Xiaoxuan and Zhuge Xiaolin.

The faces of these two sisters are unusually beautiful, like fairies, a pair of clear eyes, like a clear spring, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, and they can't hide their cleverness.

They were curiously following their father and walking under the stone wall on the right. There were many young male disciples from various sects on the peak, and when they saw these two sister flowers, they couldn't help but light up and think about it.

This proves once again that people yearn for good things, want to get them, and want to have them. Everyone has a love for beauty!