"Take ~me~ to go!" With the last roar of the Golden Wheel~, he was finally speechless. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the master's slightly swollen eyes, Darba rubbed his eyes and slowly dropped the package full of food, before spreading his carrot-thick fingers and 'gently' placing the Golden Wheel on his back.

When the apprentice grabbed the huge golden pestle on the ground, the eyelids on the emaciated face of the Golden Wheel Dharma King slowly fell, but only a trace of the gap was exposed, but he stared at the blurred sword shadow in the distance.

After the two left, they didn't notice that the mound not far behind them was slowly shaking, but a figure came out of the moment: "Phew~Phew!" Made~ If it weren't for my old Qiu being injured, I would be afraid of you junior~, I would have slapped you two monks to death with one palm~ Ah! ”

With a cry of pain, the figure limped to the food place that Darba had thrown down just now, sniffed his nose slightly, shook his head in enjoyment, and then skimmed his two swollen palms and picked up a roast chicken with his arms and gnawed it, and after a few bites, he swept the Tongtian light sword and smacked his lips, and he was also awkward~ The elbow was against the straight and narrow sword marks on his chest, and the chicken with blood attached to it walked along the path in front of him half-twisted and half-crutched. Although he lowered his head to eat chicken, and from time to time he snorted and scolded, his figure was extremely determined.

The heart of martial arts~ everyone can have it, and only those who have perseverance, perseverance, faith, and tenacity are qualified to step on the ladder of the road of the strong.

Wang Ming, who was looking at the scene in the distance, only felt that the Yuan Shen suddenly became clear, and with the three-foot Qingfeng who was constantly hovering and emitting a sword roar in the sky above Zhou's body, his palm couldn't help but clench lightly.

With the passage of time, the entire Zhongnan Mountain has been full of fire, and the crowds have gathered, gathering countless people in the rivers and lakes who have gone up the mountain to visit. And the villagers who don't know martial arts, although their feet are slow, they are also crowded~ In the mountain roads, forest gaps, water streams, and cliffs, the number of people is even better.

Admiration~, fear~, horror~ Respect and the greedy gaze that will never be less, all kinds of beings in life are gathered here. And the seven sons of Quanzhen ~ Mengjin The two armies marching on the road are countless, and this night the Confucian holy land of Qilu is as night as day as the fire dragon company.

When Wang Ming opened his eyes again~, Cui Zhifang behind him had quietly retreated and gathered with the Quanzhen disciples~, vigilantly looking at all kinds of strange eyes around him, after all, he was standing alone behind Wang Ming, but it was easy to become the target of everyone!

Seeing his reaction, Wang Ming shook his head slowly, although this would not reveal the relationship between the two, but he also crossed it from a certain chess piece, and the chess piece was also his Wang Ming's chess piece.

Just when Cui Zhifang didn't know it~, the biggest opportunity in his life had been scattered with the wind with that step!

"Pure Yang Daoyou~, since you have already woken up~ why haven't you shown up yet?"

With a whisper that spread the heavens and the earth, the eyes of the surrounding beings were all straightened, because they suddenly found that under the sword light of the Flying Immortal Sword Tongtian, two figures suddenly appeared, one dressed in white~ The black hair was slightly raised, and the face was like a jade skin, and the shimmer was like a fairy descending with the wind on the top of the mountain and cliff~ The robe was lightly swinged, and the casual appearance of riding the wind at any time was desirable. And the other ~, wearing a crown hat and a blue and gray robe, hanging a wine jar on his left hand, looking like a scholar and imposing, with a gray beard fluttering~ hand beating.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and they both chuckled: "Haha~, Brother Guanming Dao is still so talented, which really makes Lu feel scared!" ”

"Oh~, if the pure yang Taoist friend is upset, why don't you take out the condensing jade liquid and drink a few cups~!"

Hearing this, the face of the Pure Yang Daoist was slightly sluggish, and his right hand couldn't help but shake: "Guanming~, the idea of beating someone Lu again!" ”

"Heh~!I'm not looking down on you~ Is there anything else that you Lu Yan has besides that wine that is worth my idea? Is it the broken flute in your hand or this rotten sword~! ”

As soon as the words fell, the Qingfeng Sword flying in the sky let out a sharp sound, and its connotation of sharp edge and unevenness also woke up a crowd with a wide open mouth.

"It's Lu Zu~ It's Lu Zu, Lu Zu has appeared!"

"Get out~ It's obvious that Lu Zu has come to earth!"

"The Pure Yang Patriarch has gone down to earth~, the Pure Yang Patriarch has gone down to earth!"

"Lu Zu~......"

“……~~！”

Lu Dongbin is one of the three immortal gods with the most ancient folk believers, the ancients were in the early cloud Buddhism, the immortal path was only pure Yangzi ~, and the Shinto was only the Demon Wu Emperor. In this era, when he really came, it was still the turmoil caused by the most prosperous and highest Qilu land, not to mention how crazy it was, and even Wang Chongyang, the founding patriarch of the Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain, said that he had been passed down by Patriarch Lu, and the golden statues believed in everywhere in Quanzhen were not stained with dust, pure and abnormal.

"Hmph~~!" Looking at the people below who heard the constant surging voices, the white-clothed Guanming couldn't help but snort softly, but in an instant, the mountain became unusually silent, the space stood still, and only countless eyes were left in the body, and the eyes turned slightly, showing that there was nothing unusual about their vitality.

, Pure Yang Daoist couldn't help but shake his head when he saw it: "Guanming Daoist friends really haven't changed~, pure and carefree only Guanming!" …… Sword ~ Come! ”

"Yin~~" With the light drink of the pure Yang Daoist, the last trace of sword sound came from the sky~, although he was deeply saddened, he still flew towards his outstretched palm without hesitation.

Seeing his movements, the white-clothed Guanming's ethereal figure sighed slightly: "What~, today you Lu Chunyang still want to fight with me?" ”

"No~! I was actually defeated 10,000 years ago! Hehe~ Although I have a holy sword to cut the sky, I really have three swords, one is ignorant and hateful, two is ignorant and angry, and three is ignorant and greedy! Speaking of this~, Chunyang Zhenren stroked the blade of the sword in his hand, his eyes seemed to pass through the infinite distance of time and space, and after a while, he continued: "I didn't expect ~, I didn't expect that I would find in this realm that I still have the faith left by the tour of the ten thousand worlds that day~, hehe~ I am not alone with the destruction of my law~!" ”

"Alas~~!"

Just when the Guanming Taoist sighed lightly, a terrible scream suddenly came from the foot of the mountain, followed by a high-pitched scolding and the sound of sabre waving ~ whipping and howling.

"Ah~The Mongolian army is coming~, the Mongolian Tatars are coming~~! Ahh

Hearing the screams that seemed to be close to my ears, my whole body froze in place~ The eyes of countless villagers were frightened, and there were not a few of them who migrated and fled to the relatively peaceful Qilu domain because of the battle of Mengjin! And the warriors who walked the rivers and lakes understood the murderous and bloodthirsty nature of the Mongolian army.

And they didn't notice it, but the eyes of the pure yang real person who had his back to them and were full of memories suddenly turned cold: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Then he suddenly sung lightly: "The sword slashes all the evils and returns my way~, the law cultivates the heavenly heart and crosses his own god~, and the body is wiped out after ten thousand years of purification~ leaving only the remnants of the law to regret the law!" Guanming Taoist friends ~ Today I wish to go, be careful ~ Look at the evil souls of heaven and earth that I have broken! Chop~! (To be continued.) )