Mostly, no one wants to die.

But as a human being, there will be times of helplessness.

Wudang suffered this catastrophe, and sixty percent of them died from top to bottom, and it was said that it would not be destroyed, but it was hit hard.

Qingyu Daoist apologized for his crime with death, which was a pity for Wudang.

But from his personal point of view, being alive is really torture.

has been a good man all his life, but in the end he killed his fellow disciples, maybe he was ready to die at that moment.

When the day dawned, there was silence up and down Wudang.

There are sixteen people in the generation of the ancestors, and there are seven people left.

The middle-aged generation does not live in twenty people now.

The younger generation is even worse, with more than half of the losses.

Fortunately, Wudang's foundation is hard enough, and if you change to another sect, there is a great possibility of being completely destroyed.

As soon as the Qingyu Daoist died, the mad Taoist became the backbone of Wudang, and he also changed his normal state, even giving up the wine gourd.

A certain mountain cliff.

Lu Feng and the little fat man sat together, this guy didn't have the fat he used to have, and Lu Feng really felt a little unaccustomed.

"I didn't expect Uncle Shi to leave like this, hehe." The little fat man smiled wryly.

Lu Feng smoked a cigarette, and as soon as he lit it, he was taken away by the little fat man, and took a hard puff, "Wudang is very troublesome now, I'll come back to you later." ”

"Okay."

"I've never seen that old guy so serious, and it's really getting worse now." After taking a puff, the little fat man handed back the cigarette.

Taking the cigarette, Lu Feng turned his head sideways and said, "Our enemy is very strong, it can't be seen, it can't be touched, and it does exist, you have to be mentally prepared." ”

"What do you think I have besides this life?" The little fat man asked rhetorically.

This time Lu Feng didn't look back, took a puff of the pestle to extinguish the cigarette butt, and patted the little fat man on the shoulder before getting up, "I'm leaving, Wudang is a big start, and the chaos will continue." ”

"Yes, be careful."

……

In one night, the four sects were all wiped out, and Wudang was hit hard, and this news brought an impact to the other six major sects.

In all likelihood, they will also be targeted and will have to be cautious.

Shaolin.

The old monk Kongxuan and the abbot Kongzhang old monk sat in the same room.

"Senior brother, what do you think about the matter of Wudang?" The old monk Kong Xuan asked.

Kongzhang's eyes were confused, he sighed slightly, and then shook his head, "When chaos comes, no one can be left alone, junior brother, you have to be more careful, I'm afraid there are many people hiding in Shaolin." ”

Skepticism does not mean that you can be confirmed, and those who can penetrate are not easy to deal with.

Wudang had an accident, Shaolin had not moved, and the calmer it was, the more worried the old monk was.

Shaolin Wudang has been together since ancient times.

Among the seven major sects, the strongest are also the two of them.

Wudang last night, Shaolin maybe today, maybe tomorrow.

"Senior brother, the eighteen bronze men have been released, and the thirty-six Arhats are also very strong, if they want to attack Shaolin, they may not have this ability." The old monk of Kongxuan said.

In addition to the eighteen bronze people and the thirty-six Arhats, there are also nine Shaolin empty characters, and there is another group of masters.

Shaolin's seventy-two stunts are by no means in vain.

Why Shaolin was filmed before Wudang, because the overall strength of Shaolin is stronger.

The old monk shook his head again, "How powerful Wudang is, Wudang's sixteen sons, more than seventy middle-aged people, how many survived in the end, even Qingyu Lao Dao died, and those who have a heart will never be afraid." ”

If chaos doesn't come, you can fight for energy, heritage, prestige and so on.

When chaos comes, these are useless, those who are going to come will come eventually, and those who are going to do it will do it sooner or later, and they can't be changed.

"Senior Brother......

Stopping the old monk Kongxuan, Kongzhang got up and took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, "There is a medicine here, after taking it, it can maintain a polarized state for about a quarter of an hour, and you can save your life if necessary, but after the strength fades, the strength will dissipate, and it will take a month to recover, I will hand it over to you." ”

"It's ...... Infinite miracle medicine. The old monk Kongxuan was shocked.

There is no miracle drug in the world, and this kind of drug is nothing more than stimulating the potential of the human body and reaching a polarized state, but the side effects are also huge.

If you can't kill an enemy for a quarter of an hour, or you can't escape, that's death.

"Take it, I have a feeling that Shaolin's trouble will come soon."

Tuk tuk!

There was a sharp knock on the door, and both of them were startled at the same time.

"Come in."

Entering the door was a middle-aged monk, the second apprentice of the empty zhang.

"Master, uncle, it's not good, there was an accident on the side of the thirty-six Arhats, seven of them were poisoned, and they were ......"

Poisoning!

The old monk Kongxuan immediately got up and jumped out of the door.

I really want to come whatever I want, the thirty-six Arhats are one of the backbone of Wudang, and they are poisoned, which means that someone has done it.

"What's going on?"

As soon as the junior brother left, Kongzhang looked at the second disciple.

The second disciple was anxious, "Master, I don't know what's going on, the accident in Wudang has a lot of impact on us, many lay disciples have already left Shaolin under the pretext of leaving Shaolin, and the accident of the thirty-six Arhats is even worse for Shaolin." ”

"What should come will always come, those who want to go can go, and it is better to live than to die." The old monk sighed.

What Shaolin's thousands of years of foundation, this has lost its meaning.

When troubled times come, living is the best policy.

Whether it is to the Buddha or to the Tao, it is just a kind of faith, and when it is chaotic, everything is useless.

Kongzhang is in charge of Shaolin, and like Wudang Qingyu Daoren, he doesn't want to see so many disciples die.

"Master, I found something." The second disciple suddenly said solemnly, stepped forward quickly, and leaned on the ear of the old monk of Kongzhang, "I found that the sixth uncle ......."

Sixth junior brother, could it be him?

Rumble!

When the old monk was stunned, his lower abdomen was hit by a sharp claw.

After succeeding, the second disciple quickly dodged, his fingertips covered with metal and stained with blood.

"Evil Barrier!" The empty man scolded angrily.

The second disciple threw away the metal claws on his fingertips, smiled slightly, and then tore off the thin mask on his face, revealing another face.

"Master, your old man has lived for so long, and you don't even notice it."

Seeing an unfamiliar face, Kongzhang realized that this was not his second apprentice, he had already been replaced by others, and nine out of ten of the two apprentices had been killed.

"Good, good!"

Sora covered his wound and got up, and sat down as soon as he moved.

"To deal with a powerful monk like you, you can only make this decision, Wudang has been disabled, and you Shaolin is still so peaceful, it's a bit unreasonable."

The second disciple smiled even more, "Don't worry, when you die, several of your junior brothers will go down with you, and if you live for so long, it is a waste to continue to live." ”

After finishing speaking, more than a dozen people broke into the house, all of them bald, but these people were by no means Shaolin people.

"It's not so easy to kill the old monk."

Kongzhang quickly poked a few fingers at the scratched place, sealed the big holes in various places, and suddenly jumped up.

"Kill me!"