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Wang Chongyang's eyes were deep, this immortal wind Dao bone in the past, one of the best masters of the Dao Sect today, his expression at this moment was a little gloomy.

"The Nine Yin True Scripture fell into the hands of Sanssouci, and he couldn't help but cultivate. Although I didn't have much contact with him, I could feel that this man was very scheming, and he was secretly planning something, and if he couldn't find a way to deal with it, I was afraid it would become a big problem. ”

There was a solemnity in the dark elf's tone, and he said, "This is indeed a trouble, what do you think?" ”

Wang Chongyang already had a draft in his heart, smiled smugly, and said: "In this world, since there is a Jiuyin Sutra, why can't there be a Jiuyang Sutra." ”

"What I inherit from Quanzhen Dao is the Taoism of Zhong Liquan, Lu Dongbin and others, Lu Dongbin is also known as a pure yang real person, a pure yang kung fu. Poor Dao needs your help to create a Jiuyang Divine Skill, how about it? ”

In the end, Wang Chongyang's eyes were wrinkled and shining, flashing with an inexplicable luster.

"Jiuyang True Scripture?" The man in the dark, everything was shrouded in darkness, and he sighed, "That's a good idea." ”

"Hehehehehe!"

In the end, the man in the dark and Wang Chongyang, who was sitting on the couch, let out a low laugh between their bright eyes.

The sound of laughter echoed through the inn room, not a single thing leaked out, as if the whole room had been isolated from the whole world.

When the laughter started, there was still a vague outline in front of Wang Chongyang, but after the laughter fell, the figure had disappeared.

Only the Chongyang Zhenren, who had achieved great achievements in just a few years, sat there, his eyes full of complex expressions that others could not understand.

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"Ahh

A scream rang out.

It reverberated through the wilderness, shaking off the dust on the ruined temple, causing the ruined temple to shake.

Cracking sound!

Bits of dust fell into the lit campfire, causing the burning firewood to burst into chaos.

Syllable!

A slippery jade hand was raised and slapped out fiercely, and two figures in front of the bonfire appeared.

Zhu Hefeng held the Xuantie heavy sword he had obtained from the Sword Demon Valley, and his voice was extremely miserable, and his expression was as if he had died of his own father and mother.

"Oh my God! The Darkiron Heavy Sword actually cracked a crack, I want to die! ”

"Dugu seeks to defeat the seniors, the juniors are really sorry for you!"

"Brother Diao, kill me!"

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Zhu Hefeng cried his father and called his mother, without the slightest appearance of the head of the Big Dipper, which made people wonder if he was planning to hang himself and wipe his neck.

Lin Chaoying, who was on the side, saw her husband looking so embarrassed, and she couldn't bear it. The jade hand was raised high, and a slap was slapped towards that head.

Syllable!

A crunch sounded.

After being slapped by Lin Chaoying, Zhu Hefeng instantly froze there, covering his head, with tears in his eyes, he turned his head, looked at Lin Chaoying, and asked:

"Chaoying, what are you doing?"

Lin Chaoying scolded impatiently: "Look at your current appearance, it's just a wreck!" ”

"But I'm so distressed!" Zhu Hefeng said as he raised the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand, and a crack appeared on the originally round sword body of the Xuantie heavy sword.

Although this crack is really nothing compared to this heavy sword weighing more than eighty catties, it is extremely conspicuous.

"You don't pretend." Lin Chaoying has been with Zhu Hefeng for so long, and he has long been accustomed to his funny and nonsensical, so he said angrily.

"Do you think I don't know? Your favorite weapon is not this heavy sword, don't you like to use the Fang Tian Painting Halberd? ”

"Now, the Xuantie heavy sword has been injured, you can just reforge the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and cast this heavy sword into a Fang Tian Painting Halberd."

"If you really count it, isn't it just with you."

Swish!

Hearing Lin Chaoying say this, Zhu Hefeng's expression on the spot as if he was eager to commit suicide just now disappeared immediately, and there was no sadness on his face.

"Chaoying, or do you know me, and you can see at once what I am fighting now?"

Lin Chaoyingyu covered her ruddy cherry lips with her hand, smiled slightly, and said, "If I didn't know you, I guess I would have been sold by you a long time ago." ”

"What are you talking about, how dare I sell you?" Zhu Hefeng's eyes were shining, and he looked at her with burning eyes, and said.

"Humph!" Lin Chaoying said proudly, "I don't dare." ”

Zhu Hefeng clenched the Xuantie heavy sword and said, "This sword is injured, the only way is to reforge it, but even if an ordinary blacksmith wants to melt this piece of Xuantie and cast it into a Fangtian painting halberd, it is also a difficult thing." ”

"Chaoying, do you have any good ideas?"

Lin Chaoying glanced at him angrily, and said, "I know that you are fighting my idea, and you want to forge the Xuantie heavy sword into a war halberd, which is not easy to say." ”

"Ordinary blacksmiths, I'm afraid they have not had time to melt it, and they have already died of heat. The only way is to cultivate internal strength to become an unfathomable master. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Chaoying was as white as jade, and a trace of remembrance and fear appeared on her smooth and bright cheeks.

"Haven't you always been curious, where did I learn this martial arts? Today, I'm going to satisfy your curiosity. ”

"Great." Hearing Lin Chaoying say this, Zhu Hefeng jumped up from the ground and said with a very excited expression.

Where did Lin Chaoying learn his martial arts?

Zhu Hefeng has been curious about this question for a long time, and today, he can finally have an answer.

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More than 100 years ago, there was a Taoist hidden sect on the rivers and lakes - the Xiaoyao School.

The patriarch of the sect is a free son.

The four disciples of Xiaoyaozi were collected, the eldest disciple Wu Xingyun, established the Tianshan Vulture Palace, commanded the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands, and called himself Tianshan Tongmao; The second disciple had no cliff, took over the portal, and became the head of the Carefree School; The third disciple Li Qiushui married Wuyazi and gave birth to a daughter Li Qingluo; The fourth disciple is Li Qiushui's younger sister Li Canghai.

The four major disciples, their martial arts are unfathomable.

Originally, the Loose School should have been passed down and endured. However, Wu Yazi, Wu Xingyun, and Li Qiushui fell into a love triangle.

In the end, Li Qiushui let Wu Xingyun disfigure, and Wu Xingyun was harmed by Li Qiushui so that he could no longer grow up, and could only be reduced to a dwarf.

The head of the family has no cliff, and was plotted by his disciple Ding Chunqiu, and ended up with a broken meridian, and he can never recover.

After the death of the older generation, the Xiaoyao faction fell into the hands of Duan Yu, who was born in Dali, and Xuzhu, the illegitimate son of Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple at that time.

Gradually, the Loose Sect disappeared in the martial arts, and there was no trace of it. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.