In the quiet room, the old Taoist priest slowly got up, put the dust on his arm, walked to the side of the crane open Taoist, looked at the crowd of people in the mountains together, his eyes were complicated and inexplicable, and he murmured: "Zhengtianguan has been inferior to Wudang for three hundred years, and there are a few remaining Taoist sects, and the resentment in my heart is already an indelible momentum." ”

"The current situation is an opportunity for the world's martial artists to ride the dragon, just like the dispute between the Confucian Wen Shengdu and the scholar Mo Taiyu and Sun Qinyang, the first pavilion of the Taibao Jianyang of the dynasty. ”

"If they take advantage of the situation at this time, as long as the iron-cast banner of Qianyuan does not fall, and the imperial court of the Tang family is not destroyed, they can all seek a share of imperial power and wealth. ”

The old Taoist chuckled and asked, "Do you think it's a good thing to be so rich?"

"Naturally not. Wudang Sect Leader sighed slightly.

"Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and thousands of miles of dust, once a son of heaven and a courtier. ”

The Wudang Sect Leader who was dressed in Hechang couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and now this bitter Zen Mountain purple robe is added, and he has entered Zhongzhou to reach the heavens, if this river and lake are unified, how can the dynasty still treat a foreign country Shimen so politely? Who would have expected what it would look like ten years later?"

The old Taoist grinned and said: "So, in this world, it is not to advance or retreat, it is better to pretend to be stupid, and you can't see those twists and turns, and you can't see those colorful imperial mental techniques." ”

After that, he seemed to be extremely tired and stretched his muscles and bones: "In this world, it is more comfortable to be stupid." ”

After a sound of muscles and bones rubbing, the old Taoist raised his head slightly and asked: "In fact, in the end, these things are all outside, and they are not reasons, Zheng'an, do you know what the reason is?"

Qi Zheng's head mountain shouted tsunami, and he also thought about what the old Taoist said, but when he heard this, his heart was still turbulent, and Wudang shook his head and said something I don't know.

"Hoo ......"

The old Taoist put the dust in his hand in his arm, and his old eyes narrowed slightly: "In this matter of the rivers and lakes, if the dynasty is evil, he may not be able to win the Qianyuan iron hoof." ”

The old Taoist's voice fell, and the Wudang quiet room with the Qinglian Humble Day Map returned to silence, and the two people with the highest rank and status on Wudang Mountain were relatively speechless, and the middle-aged Taoist dressed in crane was shocked.

On Wudang Mountain, the giant salamander wails non-stop, and the crowd of people back and forth does not stop.

On the Hidden Immortal Rock, the young Taoist priest who was sleeping on the stone platform in a dark blue Taoist robe heard the familiar roar, and his closed eyes trembled slightly, but he still didn't wake up, turned over his body and hugged the small black cat in his arms, rubbing the black cat's body with his face, extremely lazy.

The black cat breathed evenly, as if it didn't care about the roar of the beast and the weight of the young Taoist's body.

Later history books record that in the spring of the fifty-third year of the new calendar of the Qianyuan Dynasty.

Shangyuan Lantern Festival, both doors of Buddhism and Taoism have earth-shattering visions.

Qianyuan is divided into Kyushu, now in the twilight of spring, Kyushu faintly has the meaning of the same spring, although the cold wind still has a cold meaning, but compared to the winter is much more docile.

But no matter what time or season, the cold and warm weather in Lingzhou in the Western Regions is an exception.

Qianyuan Lingzhou is located in the west of the country, sitting on the Lingfeng Mountain, which can reach the sky, and the terrain is extremely high.

It seems that it is not an exaggeration to say that the heights of Lingzhou are not cold, and the Lingfeng Mountain Range spreads back and forth for four thousand miles, setting foot in the three kingdoms of Qianyuan, Xiyou, and Yuanle, and a Lingfeng Mountain Range occupies most of the land in Lingzhou.

Compared with the Qianyuan states, Lingzhou can be regarded as a special taste, the mountain spreads steeply, close to the location of Lingfeng Mountain, there is snow all year round, full of dust and tranquility, the state has jurisdiction over two counties, the city government of the two counties is only twenty, in this world, it can be called a sentence of wide and sparsely populated.

Compared with the fertile soil of the Central Plains, the people of Lingzhou have a blue eye for the implementation of the four refugee system of the foreign Buddhism Kuzen Mountain, and in the last half a year, the dynasty has opened the Buddhist Penal Division, and the matter of respectfully inviting Kuzen to enter the central region has spread throughout Lingzhou.

For the Qianyuan people in the extreme west of the territory of this dynasty, they were all overjoyed to hear about it, and they kowtowed three times in the morning and dusk every day, and sincerely worshiped the Buddha and the master, although they were overjoyed, but they couldn't help but slander the court and did not open their eyes, why did such a Buddhist holy land only be introduced into the Central Plains today?

In the eyes of this bitter Zen believer, there are no borders, whether it is Qianyuan or Xiyou, as long as the Guru gives the order, tens of thousands of people will raise their arms and shout together, and they will be of one heart and one mind with the Guru.

Today's Shangyuan Lantern Festival, Lingzhou's bitter Zen believers pay more attention, if you are lucky enough to listen to the teacher's lectures, if you can get the master's attention, it is a great blessing, so the people of Lingzhou rushed to the Kuzen Mountain early, is waiting for the day of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, into the mountain pilgrimage.

Lingzhou was already quiet and peaceful, and now the people are flocking to Kuchan Mountain, which adds a bit of cold taste to this huge Lingzhou.

In a wide col at the southern foot of Lingfeng Mountain.

"Moo......"

Bang Dang!

The roar of the dull beast accompanied by the loud sound of heavy objects falling to the ground resounded through the mountain col, and the bursts of snow could not withstand the great strength and swayed down in mid-air, like a snow curtain, covering the eyes.

"Moo......"

A heavy wheezing sound came from the snow.

"Whew!!"

A shrill beast roar sounded inexplicably, heavy footsteps rose and fell, and snow trickled down from the low peaks on either side of the col.

The smoke and snow dispersed, only to see a white bear with a height of limbs rushing forward, running towards the gray and white alien in front of him, the white bear was snow-white, the muscles and flesh were swollen like mountains, the eyes were red, and bursts of white gas gushed out from the mouth and nose, and the eyes were extremely angry.

The white bear's majestic body galloped extremely fast, and its wide hoofs and claws like a pu fan fell on the snow and shook the ground, and the white bear ran wildly, and his single palm suddenly rose, and his sharp fingertips poked out of the palm of his flesh and waved down.

The white bear is strong, and it is already rushing like the wind, this palm is afraid that it has a thousand powers, and when it is slapped out, the angry look in the white bear's eyes is even heavier.

The strong wind came, and the gray-white proboscis suddenly exerted its strength, and the limbs of the beast's legs like stone pillars suddenly fell into the snow, and the three-foot-long gray-white proboscis suddenly rose, and the flame cloud pattern on the proboscis suddenly lit up, rushing towards the giant palm of the white bear.

There was a loud bang.

The white bear, which is as tall as a mountain of meat, rushed with the strength of a thousand jun, and could not bear the blow of the fire pattern proboscis one, the white bear flew upside down for more than ten zhang, and was embedded in the mountain stone by a huge force, and the snow on the low peak rushed down, and the white bear was buried in an instant.

"Moo!!"

The gray vision with fire streaks on the proboscis looked a little bored when the white bear had not moved for a long time, as if it was a demonstration, and the proboscis was raised towards the sky, and a pair of sharp ivory pierced the cold wind, and roared in a deep voice.

After a few more calls, there was still no reaction in the snowdrift, and the gray elephant was completely disinterested, and turned to leave the col, and had just walked three or five steps, when a deep wheezing sound came from the low peak not far away.

A more majestic white bear stood on the top of the peak, the white bear had a scar on its forehead, and its muscles weighed 1000 catties, and its neck was as thick as a tree between breaths, and its eyes were like ink looking at the uninvited guests who broke into the territory.

The body shook, and the white bear rushed down, like a landslide and tsunami, surging towards the gray vision with the fire streak on the proboscout.

Longyan Temple Hui word generation hidden monk, King Kong monk Zhang Ding a red Luo elephant, into the Lingshan Sword Pavilion for more than a month, the Lingfeng Mountain in the southern foot of the spirit beasts and birds of prey completely defeated, this Lingshan bear is the remaining few races that have not yet challenged.

After more than ten years of getting along with Zhang Dingyi, the red Luo vision has been contaminated with the Buddha's nature, with a long nose and a high curl, his eyes are full of extremely excited looks, and the gray and white elephant hooves suddenly rise, rushing towards the strong Lingshan bear.

Boom !!

The loud sound was several times louder than before, and the loud sound swept over the mountains and spread to the four fields.

A few miles away from the mountain pass, there is a wide mountain gate, the mountain gate is nine zhang high and built according to the pass, and a four-storey square tower is included in it.

Tower.

The two figures stood in front of the window, looking out the window in the direction from which the sound came, silent.

The young man in a blue shirt looked at the smoke and snow several miles away, his face was bitter, and he wanted to speak.

"What do you want to say?"

The short old man in sackcloth, his long mottled hair like a steel needle anvil trembled slightly, and his voice was like thunder, and he asked slowly.

The young man grew up under the old man's knees since he was a child, and his thunderous voice has been heard for decades, and he is not used to it today. ”

"Oh?"

Xue Qingtian, the craftsman god of the Sword Pavilion, tilted his head slightly, and asked with a smile: "Jian'er thinks that Dingyi monk is knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger?"

The man in Tsing Yi nodded slightly.

The burly old man in sackcloth laughed and scolded: "Bullshit." ”

Xue Jiangshen raised his eyebrows slightly, "How do you feel about your father's cultivation?"

"In the southern foothills of this Lingfeng Mountain, my father's etheric Xuan Realm is proud. ”

"Taixuan. The burly old man sighed lightly and said with a wry smile: "Three or five Taixuan are stacked together, I'm afraid they won't be able to get out of his Zhang Dingyi's iron long stick." ”

"My huge sword pavilion, in front of him, I can't even count as an ant, how can I talk about shaking the tiger?"

The old craftsman shook his head and said, "If he is willing, my sword pavilion will be full of doors, and within half an hour, it will turn into ashes and dissipate under this Lingfeng Mountain." ”

"Then ......" Xue Qian, the righteous son of the craftsman god, stopped talking and hesitated: "Then why doesn't my father ......?"

The old craftsman god opened his mouth to make up for the unspoken half of the sentence, "Why don't you call the drunk Shi Bunian to come and relieve the siege?"

Three years ago, the Sword Pavilion at the cost of Fenglin Tonghuo, helped to break the ten heads of the Duhe Yuan Tianxuan Shi Bunian continued to forge the concave gold mace, Shi Bunian to repay the great favor of the Sword Pavilion, leaving a promise, if he is in trouble with the Sword Pavilion in the future, Shi Bunian is the end of the world will also come to help.

Xue Jian bowed slightly, "Exactly." ”

Xue Jiangshen blew his beard, glared and scolded: "Foolish thing, today is he Zhang Dingyi forcibly breaking into your Sword Pavilion?"

"The fuck is my Sword Pavilion can't stand the Dingyi monk, how can you confront people with a thick old face when they come to the door?"

The burly old man was extremely annoyed, and then threw his sleeves away.

Leaving the man in Tsing Yi to stay in place, Tsing Yi trembled slightly, the man's fingernails were deeply embedded in the skin, and in his eyes, there were bursts of gloom.

It's noon.

The disciples of the Yijian Pavilion were ordered to go down the mountain to buy utensils, and when they were leaving, they received a letter from the hand of a man in green clothes, and then quietly went down the mountain.