Li Xiaofan was stunned for a moment.

Wang Ping.

The director of Wudang Xuanjian Peak!

The top master of the first place list!

Such a figure who stood at the pinnacle of the martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom actually stood in front of Li Xiaofan.

At this time, Wang Ping looked like an ordinary Taoist, he stood with his sword in his hand, his eyes were a little cloudy, waiting for Li Xiaofan's reply.

But at this time, Li Xiaofan was not frightened by Wang Ping's status as the first on the list, he squinted his eyes and said quietly: "Wang Daochang, according to legend, this gun was originally from you, right?" ”

Wang Ping nodded: "Yes." ”

Li Xiaofan took a deep breath and said lightly: "This gun should have an owner." ”

"The ancients are gone." Wang Ping said calmly.

The word deceased made Li Xiaofan's heart move, he put away his breath, and had no intention of continuing to hold on.

Seeing this, Wang Ping let the sword hang above the Ding again.

"Young man, go back, after the ceremony, you will have your own competition."

Li Xiaofan was silent, and suddenly he looked at Wang Ping deeply: "Wang Daochang, who made this decision?" ”

"Wudang."

"What does Wang Dao Chang mean to teach a real person?"

Wang Ping didn't speak, but sat here cross-legged again, continuing to look at the sword.

Li Xiaofan smiled slyly and suddenly attacked.

"The number one master on the list, the younger generation dares to ask for advice!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Xiaofan condensed his strong strength with one palm and struck at Daoist Wang Ping.

The breath was majestic, condensed in one palm, Wang Ping's eyes were cloudy, and he didn't get up, with a light finger, the suspended sword flew directly like an eye.

The sword body is very long, like a long dragon, piercing Li Xiaofan's eyebrows!

Li Xiaofan frowned slightly, the breath in his palm condensed, and he confronted Wang Ping's sword qi!

"Bang!"

Breath rage!

Li Xiaofan was greatly hindered, and the aura around him was a little dispersed in an instant, Li Xiaofan was shocked and hurriedly withdrew his breath, so as not to go mad and damage his mind.

Li Xiaofan took a few steps back to stabilize, he looked at Wang Ping deeply, and arched his hand: "Wang Daochang, thank you for your mercy, the younger generation has offended." ”

Wang Ping nodded and continued to sit, Li Xiaofan's heart was full of respect, he didn't choose to do it again, and retreated step by step.

The movement at this time also attracted the attention of the guards of Xuanjian Peak, and they rushed over, but they were dispersed by Wang Ping.

"Young man," Wang Ping said lightly, "don't force everything, just do whatever you want." ”

After Wang Ping finished speaking, he continued to look at the suspended sword.

Li Xiaofan was stunned, but scoffed at Wang Ping's words.

Don't force everything?

The purpose of his trip was to retrieve the Silver Dragon Lance, and although it was very difficult at the moment, he would still do his best.

It was his father's only relic in this world!

Silver Dragon Lance! Gotta get it back!!

……………………

Before the start of the ceremony on the second day, everyone was circulating the news of which Heavenly Ranking Master had fallen.

The ten Heavenly List masters were all guessed by them one by one, but before the final news was released, no one knew.

At this time, the ceremony was about to begin, and a lot of people gathered in the central square, all of whom had come in advance, hoping to get some other news.

But in the majestic hall of Danxia Peak, several old people gathered together, drinking tea, talking and laughing.

Ziyang Zhenren sat on the main seat, he still looked unsmiling, although Ziyang Zhenren's martial arts cultivation was no more than the others present, but no one dared to despise this senior brother of Wudang Contemporary Sect Zhenren.

An old man with a black turban was dressed in a more unusual way, he took the tea, tasted it carefully, and smiled: "Oh, it's still your new tea in Wudang." ”

Ziyang Zhenren smiled faintly: "If the Lord of Zhen Gu likes it, you can take it at will." ”

"Then there will be more Ziyang real people." The old man in the black turban grinned widely.

This old man is the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, Zhen Peng!

Sitting on Zhen Peng's left, there was also a bareheaded old man from the Buddhist Gate, who was even more eclectic and rolled up his trouser legs, holding a broken fan and fanning it non-stop.

With his left hand, he kept touching the grapes from the fruit bowl, putting them in his mouth, and then leisurely spit out the grape skins, so happy.

Ziyang Zhenren said: "Lord Zhen Gu, Master Chanyu, the two of you have come from afar, and the ceremony will start on the second day, do you want to meet these juniors?!" ”

Master Chanyu, that is, the Buddhist monk whom Li Xiaofan met by chance before, as one of the masters of the heavenly list, also came to Wudang Mountain at this moment.

Master Chan Yu is unique, from the outside, except for the big bald head, there is no feeling of the Chu family.

The wine is drunk, the meat is eaten, and during that time, he and Li Xiaofan rushed to eat meat and drink, which was also a beautiful past.

Master Zen Yu threw a grape into his mouth and waved his hand in satisfaction: "Don't go." ”

"What's there to go? A bunch of juniors are lively on their own, and we old guys aren't ruining their interest. ”

Lord Zhen Gu said with interest: "Master, aren't you going?" I've heard that several young kids have broken into the rankings this year, and their rankings are not low, so I guess it's very interesting today. ”

Master Zen Yu smiled: "Oh? Is it? In recent years, what are the young people, saying that Zhen Gu Master, isn't your granddaughter a genius who has not been met in Medicine King Valley for a hundred years? What chance do you have a chance to rush to the first place this time? ”

Zhen Peng shook his head and sighed: "This girl, she has a lot of fun, it's good to be able to keep her previous ranking, how can you hope for it?" ”

"Haha, old guy, you, Zhen Yaoji, this girl is already good, I think the talent is higher than that of the old poison guy's disciple."

As soon as the words fell, I saw a cold voice coming.

"Master Chan Yu is a little optimistic about my apprentice."

A gust of wind blew, and there seemed to be an unpleasant smell in the air, Master Zen Yu frowned slightly, and the fan gently fanned away, driving away these smells.

Ziyang Zhenren looked at the person who appeared in front of him and gave a salute: "Sect Master Yun, welcome." ”

The suzerain of the Southern Xinjiang faction, Yun Ganglie!

At this time, Yun Ganglie was dressed in white, and he looked fluttering in white, but under that white aura, there was a black poisonous gas hidden, which was the poisonous gas of the Southern Xinjiang faction!

Yun Ganglie is also an old man who is close to old age, but he looks energetic and does not have the smell of aging at all.

There is only a strand of white hair next to the temples, but it looks even more fairy.

"Ziyang Zhenren, Master Zen Yu, Lord Zhen Valley, don't come unharmed."

Yun Ganglie arched lightly.

Zhen Peng smiled: "I didn't expect that Sect Master Yun would also come to participate in the opening ceremony at the critical juncture of the retreat, it seems that today's ceremony is indeed very important, it is a bit interesting." ”

Yun Ganglie found a place to sit down, and there was a new tea on the trail, Yun Ganglie took a shallow taste, and said: "I'm not interested in the juniors' affairs, but well, I'm here for another thing." ”

"Oh? So what's going on? Zen Yu asked with a laugh.

Yun Gang waved his sleeve robe, raising a flash of black qi, condensing into the shape of a gun in midair.

"Is this ......," Zhen Peng asked suspiciously.

But Ziyang Zhenren frowned and looked at Yun Ganglie solemnly.

Yun Ganglie smiled, waved away the black qi, and said faintly: "What is this, I think Ziyang Zhenren should be very clear, since Wudang has this idea to take it out, then he can live in it." ”

Ziyang Zhenren said calmly: "Sect Master Yun is a sect master, and he is robbing things with a group of juniors, I'm afraid he has lost his identity." ”

Yun Ganglie shook his head: "Most of the famous weapons in the world have masters, but this gun, but no, Wudang has been shelving, isn't it a tyrannical thing?" ”

"The world's famous weapons, capable people live in it."

Master Zen Yu also smiled: "Yo, I'm a little interested in what I said." ”

Ziyang Zhenren said deeply: "This news was decided by the senior brother, and it will be announced in the ceremony soon, if you are interested, you can naturally participate." ”

"Haha! Thank you Ziyang Zhenren. ”

Master Zen Yu smiled: "Although I don't know what it is, even the old poison you are interested in, I also participate." ”

While a few people were talking, a Taoist boy came in to report.

"Real person, a layman named Su Tianji outside asks to see you."

Ziyang Zhenren, Zhen Peng Valley Master, and Master Chanyu were all stunned, and then revealed a trace of sadness.

"Hey, poor old man Su."

Ziyang Zhenren waved his hand, "Let him in." ”