Zhongnan Mountain, Chongyang Palace.

In less than a year, on Zhongnan Mountain, there was a mighty, solemn and majestic, dignified and solemn Chongyang Palace.

Wang Chongyang, the former anti-gold general, has been transformed into a real person in Chongyang.

On the same day, Wang Chongyang lost to Lin Chaoying and had to become a monk for the Quanzhen Dao, at first, it was just to gamble with Lin Chaoying.

How do you know that after really sinking down, after studying the Taoist scriptures, Wang Chongyang got a lot of inspiration. In a short period of time, he realized the profound Taoism from the Taoist scriptures, and the kung fu of qi cultivation was a thousand miles away. Innate attainments, to the next level.

After becoming a monk, Wang Chongyang went down to the mountains from time to time to preach the righteousness of the whole truth.

He is a natural prodigy of Taoism, although the cultivation period is short, but the Taoism is profound, and the well-known Taoist priests within a radius of hundreds of miles may not be able to argue with him even in his life as a monk.

In addition, in addition to the great progress of Qi Cultivation Kung Fu, it also fed back Wang Chongyang's innate cultivation, although the martial arts have not made great progress, but they have undergone some tempering, faded away from the initial impetuousness, and turned into calm.

Invisibly, it added a bit of immortal wind and bones.

While walking around, Chongyang's real reputation spread far and wide, making many rich and powerful people vote for him. In this way, although the Quanzhen Sect was only newly established, it rapidly expanded into a behemoth.

In contrast, Wang Chongyang can be said to be the lost harvest of the East!

Late at night, above the night, the stars are shining.

Above the sky overhead, dots of stars appeared, dotted in the dark night, as if a black silk was dotted with gems as decoration, it seemed incomparably deep.

In the main hall of Chongyang Palace.

Wang Chongyang, a middle-aged man dressed in a gray-white robe with a deep expression, sat cross-legged on the futon, looking up at the stars above the sky, his eyes fell on the Big Dipper full of infinite mysteries, and a pair of round eyes revealed brilliance:

"The Tao is natural, and the Heavenly Tao is circulating. A nine-yin scripture has turned the world upside down, and the rivers and lakes are bloody, which is really a pity. ”

In the end, Wang Chongyang's eyes were extremely deep, reflecting the projection of the Big Dipper, which was even more vast.

"Senior brother, senior brother." Just as Wang Chongyang was looking up at the Big Dipper, a somewhat hurried call suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Bertone." Hearing the voice from outside the hall, Wang Chongyang woke up from his steady, and called out in a somewhat helpless tone.

Zhou Botong!

Wang Chongyang's younger brother.

In the past, Wang Chongyang followed Zhou Botong's father to practice martial arts, learned a skill, and when his teacher died, Zhou Botong was still young, and there were no relatives at home.

So, Wang Chongyang raised this junior brother, and the two were nominally brothers, but in fact they were no different from master and apprentice.

Even, to a certain extent, Zhou Botong regards Wang Chongyang, a senior brother, as his father.

But in Zhou Botong's growth stage, Wang Chongyang was busy resisting gold and lacked discipline over him, so under such circumstances, Zhou Botong's heart was naturally not constrained enough.

And Zhou Botong was naïve by nature, and after Wang Chongyang found out, his heart had been stereotyped, and he never grew.

Pure heart*** play love to mess around.

So much so that the rivers and lakes gave him a nickname - Old Naughty Boy!

"Bertone, what's the matter?" Not long after, Zhou Botong stepped into the hall, only to see that his hair was messy, his clothes were untidy, and he had a hanging, although his face was delicate, but with a bit of indescribable childishness.

Seeing this junior brother, Wang Chongyang frowned.

Zhou Botong said with a smile: "Senior brother, I saw Sister Lin Chaoying just now. ”

"She stood outside the tomb of the living dead and practiced her sword!"

Hearing Lin Chaoying's name, Wang Chongyang's complexion changed slightly, a touch of complexity crossed his eyes, and he said indifferently: "So what? ”

"Berton, don't go near the tomb of the living dead in the future, be careful of angering Miss Lin."

When Zhou Botong heard this, he asked puzzledly: "Why?" Senior brother, don't you like Sister Lin too? I think you might as well marry her. ”

"Give birth to a few teachers and nephews."

"Berton!" Hearing Zhou Botong say this, Wang Chongyang showed a trace of shame and anger on his face, and scolded in a low voice.

"Got it, brother." Although Zhou Botong is innocent, he has always been in awe of Wang Chongyang, and when he saw that he was angry, he whispered a promise, and then tiptoed towards the outside of the hall.

"Alas," looking at his junior brother leaving, Wang Chongyang sighed with some hatred, "Bertong, you have always been so naïve, and you don't know when you will learn to grow up?" ”

"If you keep going like this, you'll get into big trouble sooner or later!"

………………

Poof!

In the forest, the cold wind is howling, and it is even colder in the silence. Deep in the woods, there was a heat emanating from it.

On top of the heavy Xuantie heavy sword, drops of blood continued to drip down, and in front of Zhu Hefeng, the two people who were still alive just now, and even could cause trouble, had turned into two corpses.

On the neck, a bright wound appeared, which was particularly hideous.

Holding the heavy sword in his hand with his right hand, Zhu Hefeng played with it as if he had nothing, his expression was relaxed, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes when he looked at the two corpses:

"Alas, why do people always like to be smart? Do I know you? It doesn't seem to be, do you have an enmity with you? It doesn't seem to be. ”

"In that case, then why did you provoke me yourself? It's a shame that they're all corpses now. ”

As he spoke, the Xuantie heavy sword in Zhu Hefeng's hand was retracted and inserted into the scabbard made of cowhide on his waist again.

Immediately, he turned and walked away.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The cold wind howled continuously, blowing the leaves and swirling them, and sprinkled them on the two corpses.

In the forest, there was a loud wolf howl, echoing in the forest, making people shudder.

After the golden crow had completely set down, in this silent and uninhabited wilderness, beasts of prey stepped out of the caves where they lived.

Following the direction from which the smell of blood came, a short time later, between this official road and the woods, there was a sound of chewing.

………………

Boom!

On Zhongnan Mountain, a piece of clear light is sprinkled on the half-round bright moon, falling in front of the tomb of the living dead in the back mountain.

In front of the tomb of the living dead, Lin Chaoying, a peerless woman dressed in snow-white clothes, held the Qingying Sword in her hand.

The white and smooth jade face was reflected in the moonlight, which was even more holy, and there was an inexplicable sorrow between the eyebrows.

The sword blade in the hand shook suddenly, a set of profound swordsmanship was displayed, people walked with the sword, a set of swordsmanship was sharp and unparalleled, the posture was more graceful, and the flowers and shrubs not far away contrasted with each other, and it was even more beautiful.

In an instant, this peerless woman is like a goddess dancing among the flowers, with a graceful posture and changeable sword moves!