At the foot of Wudang Mountain

Xu Fengnian and Cheng Long each rode a white horse, but they were speechless all the way.

Although Xu Fengnian didn't say anything or show his dissatisfaction on his face, Cheng Long could clearly feel that he had a grudge against him.

No, Cheng Long didn't care about this, after all, there were some things that he only figured out later.

Huang Array is a key figure, he must die in Emperor Wu City, this is the opportunity for Xu Fengnian to take off that mask.

Moreover, Xu Fengnian is not the Yellow Formation Diagram, as the protagonist of the Sword Plane in the Snow, Xu Fengnian's opportunity and luck in this world are far from being comparable to the Yellow Array Diagram.

The Yellow Formation Diagram was included in the Dragon God Temple at this time, and his future achievements would be only higher than his sword in the snow, but Xu Fengnian was different, although he could also become a peerless powerhouse in the Dragon God Temple, but without the experience in this plane, it would be difficult for him to grow into the new king of Beiliang in the original book.

Under a memorial arch that reads 'Xuanwu Dangxing', two Taoist priests, an old man and a young man, stand side by side.

"Poor Dao Wudang Hong washes the elephant. ”

Hong Xixiang, who is very senior in Wudang, had a gentle smile on his face and opened his mouth to introduce himself.

The old Taoist priest standing next to Hong Xixiang was burly, and he also looked like a crane with a childish face, and it was hard to imagine that someone would practice such a physique in the Taoist sect that believed in 'quiet and inaction'.

Simply introduced himself, neither Hong Xixiang nor the tall old Taoist priest continued to be close to Xu Fengnian and Cheng Longtao, but turned around and walked directly towards the mountain.

Cheng Long, Hong Xixiang, and the tall old Taoist priests are not mortals, and it is naturally not difficult to climb a Wudang Mountain.

But Xu Fengnian is now just a mortal, and even because of Cheng Long's intervention, Chu Madman was hit into the lake by a sword from the Yellow Formation Diagram, so Xu Fengnian did not have the experience of following Chu Madman to learn swordsmanship.

Every time Xu Fengnian's physical strength was about to run out, the tall old Taoist priest and Cheng Long would stop in unison, and as soon as the two of them stopped, Hong Xixiang also stopped.

Cheng Long's eyes were slightly empty, and he saw a thatched hut surrounded by a green bamboo fence, with a set of tables and chairs in front of the house, but there was no dust on it, obviously someone came to clean it every day.

Cheng Long crossed his hands into his sleeve robe, and a smile appeared on his face.

This tall old Taoist priest is Wang Chonglou, who has always claimed to be in retreat to practice the Huang Ting Sutra, but looking at this appearance that has been prepared for a long time, Wang Chonglou should have been out of the customs early, just waiting for Xu Xiao to find an opportunity for Xu Fengnian to learn martial arts, so he immediately sent him to Wudang Mountain.

It is worthy of being able to contend with the four heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain with his own strength, and he also split Wang Chonglou of the Canglan River with two fingers!

Wang Chonglou and Xu Fengnian sat on the table and chair in front of the house, and Hong Xixiang took the initiative to go into the house and take out a set of tea sets and began to make tea.

Xu Fengnian's eyes shrank suddenly, and he also had a definition of the identity of this tall old Taoist priest in his heart.

I'm afraid that in today's Wudang Mountain, except for Wang Chonglou, there is no second person who can let Hong Xixiang take the initiative to make tea!

Xu Fengnian arched his hand at Wang Chonglou and said with a smile: "Boy Xu Fengnian, congratulations to Wang Zhangjiao for getting out of the customs!"

Wang Chonglou pursed his lips and smiled, noncommittal to Xu Fengnian's words.

"I'm going to take a look at random. ”

Cheng Long arched his hand at Wang Chonglou, and walked in one direction with a step.

Hong Xixiang frowned slightly, and was just about to stop it, but Wang Chonglou turned his head and glared at Hong Xixiang, and was stunned to swallow the words that came to his mouth.

That direction is the Great Lotus Peak, where the fifth senior brother silences the sword, if this young man disturbs the fifth senior brother, I am afraid that it will not end well!

Cheng Long didn't take seven or eight steps before he saw a sword intent that almost condensed into substance rising into the sky.

Before Cheng Long could speak, those sword intents that were wandering near the Great Lotus Peak suddenly swept towards Cheng Long as if they had received some instructions.

Cheng Long's right hand stretched out, like an antelope hanging horns, slashing through the sword intent in front of him, and in an instant, all the sword intent in the sky dispersed!

"Dumb sword idiot, Wang Xiaoping. ”

Cheng Long looked at the middle-aged man who came out of a purple bamboo forest, and only felt that the other party had a clear face, and he looked weak, but he could vaguely sense the sword intent on the other party's body.

Wang Xiaoping looked at the strange young man in front of him, still silent and did not say a word.

Xu Fengnian, the son of the king of Beiliang, wants to go to Wudang Mountain to inherit Wang Chonglou's cultivation, which is not a secret to the Wudang disciples of their generation.

If he had used his previous temper, he would have carried a sword to find Xu Fengnian's kid, but the senior brother stopped him, and he had no choice but to continue to learn the sword in the purple bamboo forest, but he didn't expect that he hadn't gone to Xu Fengnian's trouble, this young man who went up the mountain with Xu Fengnian actually dared to break into the place where he realized the sword!

Cheng Long had a chuckle on his face, and with a slight move of his right hand, a piece of purple bamboo fell into his hand, and said with a smile: "I'll teach you how to use a sword." ”

Wang Xiaoping's face showed a look of anger, and the sword god suddenly started, and the peachwood blade pointed directly at Cheng Long.

His Wang Xiaoping's swordsmanship is the best in Wudang Mountain, and he can rank in the top three in the entire Daomen, but this young man who followed Xu Fengnian up the mountain actually taught him to use a sword!

If you really have such a means to reach the sky, why do you take Xu Fengnian to Wudang Mountain to inherit the cultivation of the master brother?

"Sword One, Dragon Snake!"

Cheng Long suddenly let go of his right hand that was clenching Zizhu, but the Zizhu was pulled by the qi machine and went straight to Wang Xiaoping, and Zizhu was gradually enveloped by a layer of golden qi during the flight.

"Roaring ——!"

A clear dragon groan came into Wang Xiaoping's ears.

At this time, the anger on Wang Xiaoping's face instantly subsided, and was replaced by a look of surprise!

That section of purple bamboo, as if it had really turned into a dragon snake, shot towards him.

Wang Xiaoping clenched the god in his hand, and suddenly swung it down from above, slashing out a cold sword qi.

The sword qi touched the dragon and snake, and it did not make any earth-shattering sound, but Wang Xiaoping opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood arrows, and the whole person shot backwards towards the purple bamboo forest behind.

Cheng Long's right hand was sick and the sword finger waved slightly, and the dragon snake that chased Wang Xiaoping directly reversed and turned into an ordinary purple bamboo in Cheng Long's hand.

"The sword intent is good, and the sword qi can also be called a house, but it's just ......"

Looking at Wang Xiaoping, who was flying upside down, the smile on Cheng Long's face was even bigger, and he continued: "Your swordsmanship is a little immature, maybe you can gain something by traveling down the mountain." ”

When the words fell, Cheng Long turned around, and his figure disappeared directly in place.

Wang Xiaoping touched the ground on his toes, pulled out two long gullies on the ground, and finally stabilized his body.

Reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Xiaoping arched his hand in the direction Cheng Long left, as if to thank him.

Cheng Long took seven or eight steps again, and returned to Xu Fengnian's small thatched hut, Wang Chonglou and Hong Xixiang have all left, leaving Xu Fengnian lying on the table in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Glancing at Cheng Long who suddenly appeared out of the corner of his eye, Xu Fengnian muttered: "I heard that Wang Chonglou once split the Canglan River with one finger, do you say, is this true or false?"

Although there were many dissatisfactions in his heart, Xu Fengnian had to admit that Cheng Long was a master who was much higher than Lao Huang, and if there was any question he didn't understand, he wouldn't have to trouble others if he could ask Cheng Long.

"To be exact, Wang Chonglou split the Canglan River with two fingers. ”

Cheng Long replied softly, and added: "It is the largest river in your Liangzhou, otherwise you think that Wudang Mountain is now in decline, why don't Longhu Mountain dare to come to the door to find trouble with Wudang Mountain?

Speaking of this, Cheng Long seemed to think of something again, shook his head, and said: "You don't have to think so much, Wang Chonglou's limit is approaching, and there are not a few years to live, he will pass on this body cultivation to you, and your father will naturally protect Wudang Mountain, so that the heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain will be jealous." ”

(End of chapter)

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