Wudang, auspicious day.

No matter what day it is today, no matter what is written on the yellow calendar, it will be an auspicious day if it is not an auspicious day, just because the master who came to Wudang today is indeed an unprecedented ancient, no one will come after, and the starlight is dazzling.

Wudang Mountain has not been so lively for a long time, but today it is too lively, the people of Wudang faction don't talk about it, the friends of the rivers and lakes who came to congratulate have reached two or three thousand, it is terrifying.

However, the Wudang faction had already expected it, so it was arranged in an orderly and extremely thoughtful manner. In order to be stable today, the Wudang faction also set a rule, no matter what kind of grudges there are, they must be left for today to be resolved, otherwise they will be killed!

is murderous, but in the entire rivers and lakes, no one disagrees, no one wants to make a feud with Wudang, and more importantly, no one wants to lose their lives on this starry day.

In the Zhenwu Palace, the wooden road man lives in the center, and the position of the head is vacant.

Everyone knows that he is about to become the head of Wudang, but as long as he is not, he can't sit in the position of the head, this is the rule of Wudang, and it is also the rule of the rivers and lakes, no one dares to break it, no matter how senior he is.

Only because there are rules to become a circle, without rules, the whole river and lake will be in chaos, this is the benefit of rules, although there are many young people do not like, do not like rules, do not like seniority, but this is the truth.

Eagle Eye Lao Qi, Wang Shibao, Gao Xingkong, Iron Shoulder, Hua Manlou, Sikong Picking Stars, Grass Flying and others have all come, of course Lu Xiaofeng is also here, but at this moment he is like a defeated male dog.

No, it should be a castrated male dog, decadent, borrowing wine to drown his sorrows.

Hua Manlou smiled and said: "I know you are very uncomfortable, but even if you feel uncomfortable, and you want to borrow wine to drown your sorrows, you should wait until Mu Daoren takes over as the head of Wudang." It's polite. ”

"Bullshit courtesy!" Lu Xiaofeng muttered in disgust, and suddenly said, "Do you believe me?" ”

Hua Manlou said: "I believe it." ”

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly said: "Since you believe me, then we must not let the Mudao people be the head of Wudang!" He said in a low voice.

Hua Manlou shook his head.

Lu Xiaofeng glared at him: "You don't believe me? ”

Hua Manlou sighed softly and said, "I believe it, but I can't." In any case, this is just Wudang's housework, and if the truth can be exposed, it will naturally be easy to say anything. Now the problem is no, so ......"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "So, as long as we make a move, not only will we be nameless, but we will also become the public enemy of martial arts." ”

Hua Manlou said: "Yes, whether you die or I die, this is not the result I want to see." ”

Lu Xiaofeng had nothing to say, so he could only continue drinking.

The time for the official succession is getting closer and closer, but the most important people have not yet arrived, so they have been waiting, but if the auspicious time comes, even if those people do not arrive, the ceremony will still take place.

No matter how famous they are, Wudang is Wudang and will not change because of any outsider.

At this moment, suddenly two young Taoist priests in green robes rushed into the Zhenwu Hall and hurriedly said, "Master, Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng are here!" ”

Mu Daodao: "And then? ”

One said: "They have arrived at the sword pool, but they are not willing to untie the sword!" Several disciples have already been injured under their swords, and Eighth Master Uncle is fighting with them! ”

No one can take a sword to Wudang Mountain, and all weapons must be left on the sword rock next to the sword solving pool, which is the rule that the whole martial arts must abide by since Zhang Zhenren opened the sect and founded the Wudang faction.

For hundreds of years, no one has ever committed Wudang.

The wooden man only said one word: "Go!" He already held the seven-star sword in his hand and strode out of the True Martial Palace.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled and said, "Maybe there is a turning point, let's go too." A group of people followed.

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Unraveling the sword pool, saber rattling.

The west gate of the shot was blowing snow, and Ye Gucheng was raising his eyes to stare into the distance, admiring the beautiful scenery of Wudang Mountain.

Mu Dao said: "Ximen Blowing Snow, Ye Gucheng, you came today, do you really want to be my Wudang enemy?" ”

Ximen Fuxue's face was cold, and Ye Gucheng said lightly: "Zhang Zhenren opened a sect to create Wudang, such a great achievement is comparable to Bodhidharma's Buddha, who wants to despise it, who dares to despise it?" ”

It's not Wudang who despises, of course, it's him, the head.

Mu Daoren was not annoyed, and said, "Okay! On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky. The battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow is known to the world, and today's old Taoist will first come to learn the two divine swords. ”

At this moment, Simon Blowing Snow suddenly swished and threw his world-famous sword off the cliff.

Everyone was stunned.

Mu Dao said: "Ximen blowing snow, what do you mean by this?" ”

Ximen Fuxue said coldly: "I have a question, the sword pool can only solve the sword in my hand, how to solve my heart sword?" ”

Mu Daoren's pupils shrank suddenly.

Those who can understand this sentence must cultivate to a certain level, and it is not a coincidence that the cultivation of those present is good. Therefore, they all understood the meaning of Simon Blowing Snow, and this person had reached the transcendent realm of having no sword in his hand, a sword in his heart, and everything could be a sword.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "I regret it now." ”

Hua Manlou said with a smile: "You should indeed regret it, if you know that Ximen Blowing Snow Swordsmanship has reached the realm of no sword, why shouldn't you let him chase and kill you." ”

At this moment, a Qingyue voice suddenly sounded: "Actually, I have a solution, and it's very simple." ”

All eyes were on the man who spoke, and the man who spoke was a very young man, no more than twenty years old, with black hair in a mess, not even a wrinkle on his snow-white clothes, and a face as beautiful as a sculpted face with a cold, conceited, and resolute expression, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade.

This person was followed by more than 20 people, including men and women, old and young, drunkards, Taoist priests, Taoist aunts, old scholars, and sour talents, and of course monks.

Unfortunately, this monk's reputation in the rivers and lakes is not small, and almost all the people present recognize him.

Of course, the monk is also the honest monk, of course, these people are the honest monk's friends who can surprise everyone, Lu Xiaofeng feels more and more that this monk is mysterious, he has more friends than himself, do you think this is strange?

Mu Daoren stared at the young man and said, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?" ”

The young man said, "Gong Jiu." ”

Of course, it was the Evil Gong Jiu, who had come to the Sword Solving Pool and was looking at the Sword Solving Rock. Mu Daodao: "Then this friend, I don't know what you said?" ”

"It's simple, and there are two ways to do it. Since the sword solution pool can't solve his heart sword, wouldn't it be enough to kill him. This is indeed a method, Gong Jiu also said it seriously, but the people at the scene had already laughed out loud.

Who can kill Simon Blowing Snow?!