Swish!

Zhu Hefeng pulled Lin Chaoying's soft pancreas to pause, avoiding the five masters who were swarming up, with a leisurely expression. [with _ dream]ā

The corners of his mouth still hung with the trademark frivolity, but there was no contempt in his expression.

Capturing a trace of solemnity between Zhu Hefeng's expressions, the little anger that originally surged in Lin Chaoying's heart dissipated, but he still asked with some puzzlement:

"Zephyr, what's wrong?"

Zhu Hefeng looked deeply at the top of Chaoyang Peak in the distance, secretly used his strength to recover his strength and strength, and then glanced at the foot of the mountain.

"Chaoying, don't you think that this Huashan is like a trap that devours people's lives, for a book of nine yin scriptures, the false name of the world's number one master, the world's heroes, but I don't know how many people in this Huashan can live today, and who is stealing fun behind the scenes?"

"No way, this is the rivers and lakes." Lin Chaoying's expression was cold, first sighed, and then reacted.

"You...... What do you mean by that? ”

A pair of sword eyes widened, Lin Chaoying looked at Zhu Hefeng in disbelief and shouted.

Zhu Hefeng shrugged his shoulders innocently and said, "What...... What do you mean? How do I not know what I mean? ”

"You!" Seeing that Zhu Hefeng was pretending to be confused, Lin Chaoying couldn't help but be angry, and wanted to have a seizure, but in the end he didn't say anything.

While learning Zhu Hefeng and absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to restore his strength, he stared at him deeply and said word by word: "I understand." ”

"Understand what?" Zhu Hefeng asked curiously, "Sister Lin, you are just smart, you can always think of things that your little brother can't think of, what do you understand, don't mind sharing it with me!" ”

Syllable!

Lin Chaoying couldn't hold back any longer, slapped Zhu Hefeng on the head, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, you have intentions, right?" ”

Zhu Hefeng laughed out loud, avoiding Lin Chaoying's serial attacks, and his cheerful voice echoed in the void.

"No, I didn't mean it, I did it on purpose."

As he spoke, the whole person turned into a streamer and set off again, and at this time, between the grass not far away, the figures of the martial arts masters who were originally left behind by them were already looming.

"Ahh I'm going to teach you a good lesson today! Lin Chaoying roared angrily, her shadow floated, and she chased straight towards the man in front of her.

After resting for a while, most of the depleted strength and physical strength had been recovered, and they set off again, their footsteps were like the wind, and the figures of the five masters who had originally crossed them were in sight in a short time.

What a good relationship they have! At this time, between the five masters, the superior and the inferior have been divided. Duan Zhixing, Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng, and Hong Qigong are four people, although there are front and back, but their footsteps are almost average.

After galloping on Mount Huashan for more than an hour, the competition continued to be not only light work, but also internal force.

No matter how light the master is, no matter how he gallops, he can only run for an hour at most, and after an hour, the competition is internal force.

Among the five masters, Huang Yaoshi and Duan Zhixing are the best in terms of light skills, and the remaining three are not equal.

But more than an hour later, Wang Chongyang, who cultivated Taoist internal strength and had already reached the realm of spiritual cultivation, had already reached the realm of supernatural transformation, and after a while, he jumped over the others and firmly leaded.

And after listening to what came from himself, the interaction between Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying, Wang Chongyang had mixed feelings in his heart, and a sourness emerged, but this thought was left.

On Chaoyang Peak, Huashan discusses the sword.

Above the sky, the golden sunlight continued to fall on the ground, and with the passage of time, the golden crow containing boundless heat also gradually rose and fell up and down Huashan.

On Mount Hua, although there is no lack of green woods, after a long run, the heroes are still tired and feverish, and a little sweat is oozing from their bodies.

Lin Chaoying, who has always loved cleanliness, was even wetted with sweat in a well-fitting aqua green dress, and her graceful body loomed.

Fortunately, no one has the heart to pay attention to all this at this time, otherwise Zhu Hefeng will have to consider killing people and killing people, and Lin Chaoying will even more kill.

After resting for a while on the road, the two chased after them, and after a short time, they jumped past Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong, who were at the end, and chased straight towards Wang Chongyang, who was at the forefront.

………………

Above Chaoyang Peak.

There is a platform on the top of Chaoyang Peak, high and dangerous, with a broad field of vision, it is a famous place to watch the sunrise, people call Chaoyang Terrace, this peak is called Chaoyang Peak because of it.

Chaoyang Peak is composed of four peaks of one main and three servants, the peak where Chaoyang Terrace is located is the highest, the Jade Girl Peak is in the west, the Shilou Peak is in the east, Botai is in the south, the guests and hosts are orderly, each presents a thousand autumns.

On the Chaoyang platform, a huge incense burner had been carried up the mountain by craftsmen a few days earlier. In the incense burner, incense sticks like small sticks were lit, and most of the incense candles had been burned out, except for the last small part.

In front of the incense burner, several figures towered, each with white hair, or full of energy, or warm eyes.

In the midst of the crowd, there was also an iron box.

The iron box is sealed, and a small and delicate iron lock is suspended, unless you are a very high master, you don't even have the ability to open this box.

The dark iron box shimmered with a round color in the sunlight, falling into everyone's eyes, reflecting a little blood light.

The figures standing here are all not young, and judging from the wrinkles on their faces, they are at least sixty or seventy years old.

But everyone's cheeks are round, exuding a kind of luster that makes people know at a glance that their internal strength cultivation is extremely high.

"Amitabha." After being silent for a long time, an old man in a robe recited the Buddha's name, breaking the solemn atmosphere among everyone.

"Dear donors, three hours are approaching, and I am afraid that all the donors who want to win the Nine Yin True Scripture will also come."

"A Nine Yin True Scripture stirred up the wind and clouds, making the rivers and lakes bloody for several years, and now it is also a blessing for martial arts to finally have a real master."

"Haha." Another gray-haired old man laughed and said, "Old monk, you are right, this Nine Yin True Scripture left by Huang Shang has also reached the day of choosing the master. ”

"Hehe, hypocrisy." The third person spoke, an old man dressed in plain white clothes, with an old face, but with a hint of civility, dressed as a scholar, and there was only a ridicule in his tone, "How did this Nine Yin True Scripture get to the rivers and lakes, we all know it." ”

"Now, don't you think it's funny to say something like that?"

"Hmph." The fourth person spoke, this person was old, his face was full of wrinkles, but his demeanor had a bit of majesty that only a noble man had, and when he heard the old scholar's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, "What, don't you have a share?" ”