An ordinary lonely mountain, with no spiritual power, no special products, no genius treasures, and no so-called predecessor inheritance, such peaks abound in the True Martial Sect, and will hardly attract anyone's attention.

Even if someone comes here, it is just to manage the daily chores, or a few disciples practice qi and martial arts here, and there will be no more at all.

But today, this lone striker, which doesn't even have a name, is surprisingly "lively".

In the grass on the side of the mountain that Zhang Yuanshan couldn't see at all, several old Taoist priests were squatting in it with their butts pouted, all of them staring at Zhang Yuanshan who was feeling sorry for himself, as if they were looking at a rare treasure.

"This little guy is what the patriarch said about the "chance" for my True Martial Sect to survive the apocalypse? But why don't I look like it? ”

"Can you see that is still called the end of the world? I don't want to think about it, your bull's nose cultivation to this day is only the tenth on the ground list, not even the Dharma Body, how can you talk about the future? ”

"Shut up! I've never seen you so brazen! Horseman, bearded old thief, only you will bark here! You said as if there is anyone in the top ten of my True Martial Arts Sect besides me. And do you know that your fucking white beard is blocking my eyes, and I don't know how to move it away? I'm in charge! ”

"Hmph, you are in charge, I am still the Great Elder of the Meritorious Service, why should I let me move your beard for you. Do it yourself! ”

"You!"

"Alright, alright... Master, you should be considerate and considerate of the Great Elder of the Gong, and your ass is pressed on my head, I didn't say anything.

Didn't the patriarch say, "The calamity of the last days is a calamity, a knot, a knot, and an interception, and we are seeking up and down, and only by grasping every inch of the past and present can we point to the future we are looking forward to."

That wind starts at the end of Qingping, we are not like the ancestors, we are the honor of the Immortal Dao, the Emperor of the Shinto, until the last step, how can we know which Qingping ripples are blowing at this moment, which will cause a vast hurricane in the future?

But the difference is that although we don't know and can't see the past and future, the patriarch can!

The patriarch was highly destined to see a lot more scenery than we want to see. Since the patriarch said that this kid is one of the "knots" of the future apocalypse, then he is absolutely! Even if he isn't, I think the patriarch has the ability to make him be! As long as we follow the patriarch seriously, what do you want to do with so many miscellaneous things? ”

The white hair like Xuanchuanzi, the first seat of the outer gate of the general affairs hall, is fluttering, but it is a pity that he is extremely smart, a hairpin can't tie his sparse and weed-like hair at all, and there are more stubborn white hairs in the wind that always fall from the hairpin as if they have their own ideas, floating in the mountain wind, looking full of fairy spirit.

"You're talking a lot, aren't you?" The head of the sect, Xuan Miaozi, was robbed by his own junior brother, and his old face turned red, although he knew that his junior brother was telling the truth, but he felt that the majesty of his head had been hurt.

I also feel that these junior brothers in my own family don't care about their own feelings at all.

"In vain, when I was young, I took you to Shuiyue Nunnery to peek at Shitai to take a bath, and quietly took you to exchange foreign language friendship with the plain girls in the Nine Paths of the Evil Demons. Right now...... Now, what a son of man! ”

Xuan Miaozi suddenly breathed a vicious breath from the side of the gall, the big dragon trembled on his spine, and his waist and hips moved suddenly, straight like an old turtle pulling a cart, an old snake coiling roots, the old dragon sitting on the ground, the old bustard opening a shop, and a mouse building a house.

Suddenly, several old Taoist priests were silent, and no one said bad things about his head in Xuan Miaozi's ear, but they praised their senior brother in unison for how exquisite the sitting posture is, containing the great secrets of heaven and earth, even in the Dharma body-level martial arts, it is a rare big killing move!

"It's over, it's over, it's been a little over. You younger brothers, you are not good at studying the Taoist scriptures, and you have started formalism in the sloppy slap, and I, as the head of the True Dirt School, want to severely criticize you! But Nian Zai'er and the others are all my junior brothers, and everyone's emotions are so deep, I really can't do it, so I won't take it as an example today. Listening to the praise of the juniors, Xuan Miaozi bowed to his hands with a refreshed face, which greatly showed his broad-mindedness and noble sentiments as a head.

"Fart's brotherhood is deep, if I hadn't been able to beat you, I would have asked you, an old man, to wash my feet a long time ago, and then use your head to pad my ass."

Several veterans present scolded in their hearts at the same time, and there were countless mothers who wanted to tell each other, but when they faced the smiling face of their senior brother at once, several people couldn't help but feel sorry for a while, and finally they could only send out an angry cry in their hearts:

"Hmph, you senior brother has a big fist, we can't afford to mess with it. But don't forget, now my True Martial Sect is no longer the True Martial Sect it used to be! It's not you who has the biggest fist! The Patriarch is watching you from heaven!

You senior brother in charge of my Zhenwu faction is powerful, and there are not many happy days left! If you jump like this again, the old crooked neck tree at the entrance of my True Martial Sect will be waiting for you there!

After all, there will be a day when our junior and younger brothers will be the masters of the house in the future, oh ho ho ”

"Senior brother, how do I feel that your younger brothers are thinking about something that is not in line with me, do you have any ideas? It's okay to say it, senior brother, I'm not some kind of demon, I'm the light of the righteous path, can't I still tolerate a few complaints from my junior brother? ”

Xuan Miaozi looked at the few junior disciples who were squeezing their eyebrows under him suspiciously, and always felt that they were thinking of something that was extremely rude to him: "My True Martial Sect's water and the 'Five Grains Reincarnation Place' are such important places, I still need you to wait for your younger brother to take care of one or two, and by the way, help dredge the meridians, if you brothers have time, ......."

"Hahahahaha, how is this possible! Senior brother, we are a red heart to the senior brother, the senior brother let go to the east, we will never go to the west, the senior brother let steal the dog, we will never touch the chicken, senior brother, you just look at our sincere eyes. ”

"Hehe......" Xuan Miaozi snorted coldly, and the few exterior masters of the Zhenwu Xuanzi generation who were frightened were dripping with cold sweat.

However, he still remembered the task assigned to him by the patriarch, and immediately stood up, put his right hand into a fist against his mouth, and coughed lightly a few times, as if reminding, and thinking that he was recovering some emotions.

The Taoist robe embroidered with black and white Tai Chi on the body flutters in the mountain breeze, standing on the top of the mountain and changing abruptly, black and white, and the movement of Xuan Miaozi is not stained with dust, just like a vulgar immortal, high and elegant.

Vaguely Meng Meng Daoguang turned into a golden boy and a jade girl with his standing, a number of snails and drums, a piece of tassel fairy flowers, slowly blooming around him, like the heavenly descent, beautiful, like a dream.

"This old man, how old is he, he still likes to play this set." Behind Xuan Miaozi, the elders of the True Martial Sect who also looked solemn twitched at the same time, and they all secretly slandered in their hearts.

"Boss?" When Zhang Yuanshan saw a group of people coming, he was immediately shocked

"Distant mountains, come on, come on, poor road will show you a good baby..."